A Shattered Afternoon

It was a beautiful day.  It began slightly overcast, but the sun managed to finally show itself and the world became bright, beautiful and full of spring colors once more.

And then I heard the shots.  At first I dismissed them until I saw people coming out of the business across the street.  Then the police came so I walked over.  A half a block from my house.  I saw the paramedics take a body out of a car and I heard someone screaming.
Summer in the city has begun.

It has been a long time since our neighborhood has been plagued with this kind of violence.  The old gang bangers have grown up and moved away, went to jail or are dead.  Buildings have been torn down and new and ones have replaced them.  The trendy restaurants started opening up which makes parking around here a bit tricky.  

A lot of the "old" has still remained.  Mom and Pop type stores and restaurants are still here.  There's a restaurant my daughter frequents so much that they will occasionally buy her a meal.
I often wonder where God is when something like this happens.  Did He watch as His children confronted each other over a presumption of disrespect, a past slight, a current love triangle or a drug deal gone bad?
I stood and watched and prayed.  Please Lord.  Not again.  Not this summer.  Not this neighborhood.  Not any neighborhood.  Make it stop.  Touch the hearts of those who have turned from you and call them back.
O glorious prince St. Michael,
 chief and commander of the heavenly hosts,
 guardian of souls, vanquisher of rebel spirits, 
servant in the house of the Divine King 
and our admirable conductor,
 you who shine with excellence 
and superhuman virtue deliver us from all evil,
who turn to you with confidence 
and enable us by your gracious protection
 to serve God more and more faithfully every day.


St. Michael the Archangel,
defend us in battle.
Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray,
and do thou,
O Prince of the heavenly hosts,
by the power of God,
thrust into hell Satan,
and all the evil spirits,
who prowl about the world
seeking the ruin of souls. Amen..

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  • Well, that's sad. It brings up the age-old question that the Catholic Church really does have the answer for, "Why does God allow evil?" God is all-knowing and all-powerful. So, He knew this shooting was going to happen. He could have also prevented it. So, why didn't He? The simple answer is that He allows evil in order to bring about a greater good from it. We may not know what this good is, but we can rest assured this is the case.

    In a culture of death like ours, as long as abortion is "legal" and artificial birth control is the practice amongst the vast majority, we can expect nothing but things like this to happen. Life is cheap...or so it seems, to sinners. May God have mercy on us all.

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