Normally, I do not watch the news. Mostly because it makes me sad. Especially since returning to Chicago and seeing the disease of violence that plagues the inner city streets. Viewing the statistics is daunting, scary and gives one little hope for the future of the city. Nonetheless, I choose not to watch. However, yesterday evening when I learned about the death of Hadiya Pendleton I listened. Perhaps because she was a female, or because she was shot in her back; I suddenly had a vision of it and it was heart wrenching. Unlike other events on the news and in the media regarding violence around the world, I allowed my self to cry. In fact, I am crying now; allowing the tears to stream down my face. Sometimes we have to have a good cry, because it makes it real. Because we are humans in a cruel world and there are children living in a war zone, plagued by violence. Sometimes we must sob, so after we catch our breathe and wipe our tears we can make a decision; a conscious choice to love and listen to those teens that are in our reach. The only comfort I have is knowing that seasons change; Chicago will change. Hopefully the killing stops -- and the lives of children are not cut off prematurely.
"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."
John 16:33 (NIV)
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