A Kremlin Park

Some years ago, I sat in a large park in the Kremlin in Moscow, Russia. I watched men and women mow the grass (with American lawn mowers!) and peaceful people with their families enjoy the cool, sunny day. Without much thought, I could have been in London, Paris, New York or even Gilbert. As I watched the peaceful scene, I wondered how on earth leaders of two countries could have considered blowing each other up with atomic bombs. I realized where I sat would have been ground zero for the first American bomb. I gave a silent prayer in gratitude that the park and the people in it had been preserved as well as my homeland. As before and more intently afterwards, I pray for peace among the peoples of the world.