When terrible things happen, they hit us.
Wars and natural disasters in other countries strike a nerve when we see the destruction and homeless refugees.
Things closer to home too.
Like a mass shooting in a nearby school.
When a friend miscarries. When a family member is killed by a drunk driver. When a child has a terminal illness.
The closer it is, the harder it hits. But near or far, it hits us.
Because we just know it’s wrong. On some gut level, we know that’s not the way it’s supposed to be.
Sunday’s first reading tells us that on this one, we’ve got it right. It’s not supposed to be this way. That’s not how God made this place.
More on this Thursday.