Response to Anger, Hate, and Fear

My thoughts, prayers and love go out to all who have been caught up in recent events in Paris. If I could, I would take you in my arms and whisper, “There, there, my dear.” Speaking words of comfort and peace.

Violent acts have always been in the world.  Few are exempt from experiencing it. In large and small ways, from bullies in the school yard, domestic eruptions, and full-blown wars, just to name a few examples.

There is the choice to destroy and there is the choice to build.  And those who make either choice, live and work next to each other.

I live in a dangerous neighborhood, you can find it in the Urban Dictionary.  Some friends and family are concerned on where I live and would like to see me move.  My response is that I have met some of the nicest people in the grove.  I have built a community and would miss them if I left.

I work at a university. Some very violent acts have been committed on campuses across the country in recent years.  Recent laws that take effect next year, may cause campus’ to become more volatile.  The debate goes on and it remains to be seen the results from allowing concealed weapons license holders to bring their weapons.

This past Lenten season, I chose to love everyone. It had a profound effect on me.  When I get upset, those I know and love remind me of my commitment.  I don’t yell as much while commuting in traffic.  Though this loving the drivers around me who drive recklessly will be an ongoing project.

And I will still honk at you to alert you that you are getting too close.  I even honk at the drivers behind me.

For the month of October, I sang “Amazing Grace” to prepare for Dia de los Muertos celebration every day. I tended to focus on my wretchedness and need of grace.  But a month of singing this song has had a profound effect on me.  I continue to sing this song, but now the focus is on what a wonderful gift grace has been and is.

A couple of weeks ago, the house next door was raided.  I was already at work when my daughter called asking what happened.  I didn’t see anything. She thought it was the police, another family member said it was the FBI. Next door.

People will do what they believe they need to do.  I will never understand those who choose, anger, hate, fear, and destruction.  Life is hard enough without pulling down the house.

I am beginning to understand that you will do what you will do.  I must decide and choose what I will do. I will make this choice regardless of what you choose. I choose love, life, laughter and hope and faith. I extend this to the everyone I have decided to love.

So to Paris, I am sorry that someone I love has hurt someone else I love. Oh, that I could embrace you and let you know I care.  For tonight I cry along side you.  The senselessness of what has happened. It did not have to be this way except for the fact there are those who choose hate, anger and fear. To all of you caught up in these events,  I send comfort and peace, my dear.

 

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