Peace is natural. Conflict is not. And yet most of our lives are full of conflict. Man, or woman, against nature. Against others. Against self.
What if a person, who had lived most of his life in conflict, tried to build a fortress of peace? Would that conflict subside on its own, or would he be required to do more than simply yearn for it to end?
We could ask Joshua Adams. His first five months were peaceful. After that, unending conflict. With his father. His mother. His brothers. His teachers. His classmates. His wife. Himself.
One day he decided to end the conflict. It wasn't the first time he had decided that. The other times, he contemplated suicide. But he could never follow through. This time, he withdrew. He pulled himself away from all the chaos in his life and crawled into a hole, metaphorically speaking, to wait it out.
By the time he emerged, he had found peace. Through Islam.
But he learned that the conflict was still waiting for him. He had changed. Everyone else had not.
So what comes next? What happens when someone is ready to change the world, but the world is not ready to be changed?
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