Since Last Saturday

Since last Saturday at 4pm, when I turned and saw a man as he was shot to death at then end of my block...

I have been worried about being safe in my home.

I have been convicted of my own failure to engage in my community.

I have been reflecting on the urge to leave, to embrace suburban complacency.

I have been crying in front of more people than I am comfortable admitting to.

I have been asking if my work really matters.

I have been praying about how to make a real difference in the world.

My sacred question is this:

How is God calling me to respond?

Comments

[Theresa]

Wow, I am so sorry that this happened to you!
Remember that making a difference isn't about the big things one does, rather the quiet moments in which we are privileged enough to be in true communion with another. One does not have to work for the Catholic Church to have those moments, I have them at Kaiser. Go where you heart leads you.

[lulu]

I have no words other than, I am so sorry you had to witness that.

[Ironic Catholic]

Oh geez--I'm so, so sorry. For the person murdered, the murderer, and all who saw it happen.

Your sacred question is a very good one. But...

Don't forget to let God heal you, OK? You don't get over something like that in a week.

(I suggest this because I'm really good at saying "OK! Now what do *I* do?" when I should probably be sitting still and letting God work on me first.)

[saucygrrl]

It's not uncommon to be crying like that. I had a similar reaction to being a surprise witness to death. I agree with Ironic Catholic, you have to heal before proceeding.

I'm so sorry you're going through this. I know it isn't easy.