Last night right before I went to bed, I learned about the shooting deaths of 3 more police officers – this time in Baton Rouge. It is heart-breaking and tempting to feel helpless, as angry people continue to destroy lives and rock our world with bombings, shootings, and even trucks.
This time felt even more personal, as I used to live in Baton Rouge and drove and worked where the shooting took place. And in the time I was there, I fell deeply in love with the people, the city and the state of Louisiana.
I woke early this morning and immediately checked the news for updates and prayed.
A short time later, I was reminded that exactly three years ago today I posted an article about pain and anger as I tried to process the Trevon Martin case.
- Three more years of conflict.
- Three more years of finger pointing and blaming.
Clearly – What we’re doing isn’t working, as the conflicts are becoming more frequent and more violent.
When my husband said we were asked to move to a giant sandbox on the other side of the world my stomach churned so hard I had to sit down.
How was this possible? We said we would go ANYWHERE in the world except – THERE! Scenes from movies and the news melded with my own fears and questions were fired off so rapidly my husband could not reply.
A “yes” wasn’t possible if I could not change my thinking:
- From the losses to the possible gains.
- From the challenges to the possible opportunities.
- From fear to faith.
The International Day of Peace is Monday September 21. And I’m so ready to talk about what we can do to heal our organizations, communities, nations and world – instead of continuing to feed the fires that divide us.
This is the first post in a series.
Yes – Conflict is messy, painful and destructive!
- When it appears in our personal lives, it is tempting to flee from it or to add to it.
- When it appears on our televisions it’s easy to begin to believe that there is nothing we can do.
If current events across our world that emphasize fear, hate, violence, chaos, and division cause you to ache for others, worry or feel helpless…
A little over a week ago my husband and I rode motorcycle to a city that is about an hour away from where we are living.
It’s a city we visited for the first time nearly one year ago. A city that provided such a powerful visual of how leadership or the lack of it, impacts our world that I wrote about it right after our first visit, and have continued to talk about it throughout the year…
Read More About That Visit Here
- A lack of a vision compared to a shared vision.
- Chaos compared to order.
- Anxiety compared to peace.
- Darkness compared to light.
This time we were in awe again: