This tragedy leaves me with deep and mixed emotions – not about what happened, as these types of horrific destruction of innocents can only leave one saddened and filled with grief.
Yet so many horrible events such as this one go on every day, around the world – innocent people maimed and murdered; children violently having their lives shattered by acts of violence.
News reports of drone attacks in Afghanistan and Pakistan have become commonplace, and the maiming and deaths of those innocents are considered “acceptable losses,” euphemistically referred to by news pundits as “collateral damage,” and casually dismissed merely because they happened in faraway countries or to minority cultures in our own nation – places where tragedy isn’t a rare occurrence but a way of life.
Somehow, such international tragedies are soon forgotten, or even minimized, because “big” tragedies don’t happen to us – Moab is a safe place to live.
So how do I wrap my mind around this, while honoring Boston’s tragedy? Is theirs any more important than a village destroyed in Kandahar Province?
Isn’t it time for each of us to reflect on our neighbors – not just next door, not in adjacent municipalities nor in neighboring nations, but throughout this entire trouble-filled world?
Can we not honor the lives of everyone: peasant and president, pauper and prince, irrespective of our manmade borders?
Should we not honor all people of all nations and all colors and all creeds, both next door and around the world?
I cannot change anything about state, national, or international events. I cannot change others, nor can I change their view of the world. But I can change how I react to these horrific events.
I implore each of us to have faith in the inherent goodness of all people, even when world events give us reasonable excuses not to.
I implore each of us to create the world we want to live in, beginning in our own hearts and expanding to our neighborhood and the world.
I implore each of us to love one another – even the unlovable.
For unless and until we are united in love and peace, we will be divided by hatred and horror.
Love is the only tool that can heal a broken heart, a broken home, and a broken world.
– Ron Regehr