I forgot my book this morning, and my plan B is always the iPhone. So I started perusing, and came upon www.iranpresswatch.org. I browsed through the various articles and started reading a son's simple words about his father who was recently abducted by Iranian government officials for his involvement in Baha'i' activities. I don't know if it is because I am a Baha'i', a Baha'i' of Iranian descent whose own family members were persecuted for their beliefs, or just a naturally empathetic individual, but I really felt for this man and started getting a little teary on MUNI.
I can't even imagine what it must feel like to not know where your father is, how he is doing, and what has happened to him. And worst of all knowing that he has been taken away from you for no just reason.
These stories of the Baha'i's in Iran are always a wake-up call for me, and remind me how fortunate I am to be able to practice my beliefs freely. It's easy to forget some have it "rough" (to say the least), when you're living easy.
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