Pull out the morning paper across the cities of America and it seems more and more you hear about drive by shootings. But this one morning, it was different.
It was my city, my neighborhood, my block. Not literally the block where I live, but the block I adopted with my church. We had been there for months pouring into that street and in an instant everything changed.
A few weeks later, I had the opportunity to go back to the neighborhood and meet the wife who was left behind. (she was just 20 and refused to be called a widow)
My emotions ran high as a friend and I drove down the street to her house to deliver her a gift card to a local grocery store. My thoughts were a blur.
Here’s where he was shot.
Here’s where they live.
As we pulled up the wife was outside. My heart began to beat quickly. Scouting the area as we got out of the car I noticed a big burly man, a huge Harley, and her dog. I’m not really sure what to think at this point, but my heart was definitely beating even faster.
We say “hello” and begin to talk. I can’t explain the peace that fell on our conversation. The wife longed for someone to talk to as she tried to decipher the horrid agony of her grief. It was all I could do to hold back the tears as she retold the story over and over. She had the same questions you and I have when tragedy strikes — why, why, why?
A sadness stirred in me that day. A true heartache of what gangs, drugs, and misplaced gods can do. Not only was a life lost and a 20 year old left a widow, but a street was changed and a shooter left at large.
When the only true God is not the God of the city, neighborhood, or block, trouble arises and the enemy overtakes. It’s time you and I GO to them. It’s time true Light is shown into the darkest of places.
Is it scary? YES! Is it crazy? YES! Is it radical? YES!
Is it necessary? YES! YES! YES!
Oh friend, my heart was changed through the aftermath of a drive by shooting.
Question for you and I this Easter week:
Why is it hard for us to GO to the darkest of places and shine true Light? I’ll go first.