Friday, August 22, 2014

I Heard Someone Get Killed Last Night

Last night at around 9pm my wife heard a significant amount of gun shots close to our house. When she turned on the news later in the evening she learned that a man had been shot and killed very close to our home. I was visiting my parents north of Pittsburgh when all of this happened last night, so I wasn't aware that anything had gone on. I arrived home after everyone was asleep for the night. This morning when I woke up Julie and I started our day as we normally do by discussing events from the previous day and talking about our plans for the current day. Julie kind of started our morning conversation with, "I heard someone get killed last night." My heart sank. I'm not desensitized, even though it's been a violent summer in Homewood. It hurts.

I'm sad for a neighbor who lost his life. I'm sad for his family. I'm sad that one person would choose to take another person's life. I'm sad for my neighborhood. I'm sad for my city. I'm sad for a culture of violence. I'm sad that I have to have conversations with my wife and children about how to process through the pain of violence. Just about a month ago another man was killed right in that same spot. It was heartbreaking for us then, as well. One of the children in our neighborhood was traumatized when that shooting happened because he was there and he saw the body. I tried to encourage him to talk about it. A unique role that I have as a pastor in my neighborhood involves helping people to heal from the pain of violence. Sometimes that even involves helping my own family to process through things.

So, how do we respond? I must turn to God in times like this. I believe that God wants my heart to break. I believe that God wants me to turn to him in desperation, through prayer, reading the Bible, writing and reflecting, and, in general, hearing from the Lord. However, pain and drawing close to Jesus in times of need must always lead me back into action. I want to passionately live out Jesus' ways in my neighborhood at all times and in all places. God has called me to enter into people's pain, and it often breaks my heart, but I don't stay in those places of despair. I become empowered by the Holy Spirit to act. I want to love my neighbors well. I'm inspired to mentor even more young people through LAMP. I am empowered to serve others as I listen to their pain and help to point people to Christ. I am equipped to provide strength for my family, even though God has given our family a challenging calling.

I will not become numb to the violence in my city. As a follower of Jesus Christ, I will stand up and do something about it. I will not do it on my own. God is on a mission to redeem the people in my city at all times, and I am just a small participant in that mission. But, it is a profound mission. It is a meaningful mission. It is an important mission. The gospel of Jesus Christ is Good News. There is hope. Even in the midst of the most dire circumstances, there is hope. We may live in a present evil age, but the Kingdom of God is here. My prayer for my family, my neighbors, my city, and the world, are for God's divine peace to reign in powerful places and powerless places.


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