The overwhelming influx of horrid news lately is getting me down.
There’s the insanity taking place in politics and government…and the most frightening aspect of it, the fact that so many people are supporting it.
There’s the cruel, ugly work going on in my state legislature. There’s a very good chance the public schools in our state will not be able to open in the 2016-2017 school year, due to the grandstanding of our governor and legislators, who will do anything to kowtow to their filthy rich backers (and who clearly despise the idea of free, public education). And their sickening acts which have removed services and benefits to so many poor, disabled, and disenfranchised Kansans.
There’s the institutional racism and classism that’s rampant in our nation. I’m getting a real feel for the issues involved here, as our Middle completes her student teaching semester in an inner city school, where her students are woefully under-educated.
Today’s front-page news really brought it all home. A two-state shooting spree ended up with five people dead. Tragic enough just to read it in the paper and hear about it on the radio.
But then came the text from our daughter, during her hour of plan time: The shooter (who has been apprehended) is the father of one of her students. One she talks about at home frequently, trying to process how she can make a difference in his life. It’s a kid she can’t get through to, whose self-defeating behaviors break her heart.
I know there’s a great deal of good in this world. Tonight I’ll get to experience some of that good, as two of my favorite co-workers and I spend an evening teaching parents and children about God’s absolute love and mercy. I need that time of peace and joy tonight.
Because it’s a cruel, heartbreaking world.