O Lord, how long shall I cry for help, and you will not listen? - Habakkuk 1:2
Another week goes by, another school shooting. This time, there were no prayer vigils, no protests against gun violence. We are not shocked that this kid had an AR-15. In a way, I feel like Habbakkuk: pissed off and tired of seeing evil get its way.
Does God even try to answer?
We don’t even want to pray anymore! We scroll down our news feed and go onto the next tragedy. We don’t cry, we don’t mourn.
We are numb. I wonder if the injustice Habbakkuk and we witness has more to do with our numbness than God’s inaction.
Take a minute after you read the news and ask yourself: what am I seeing? what am I feeling?
As you take inventory of what you see and what you feel, also take some time ponder: from where I am, with what I have, how can I respond?
Share a thought in the comments below. Or if you are too shy for that, share us with a friend.
It's hard to be present to the news. Its impact on my mental health is palpable at times. I can respond by talking with my kids and spouse about what they see and how they experience it.