Some things just...
...really irritate me. I know I am not alone in that crazy feeling in this world. Sorry I felt a need to type this blog.
I am becoming more and more aware of moments in our recent history of times when human beings have proven we have not advanced as far as we might want to believe. Last week, there was a news story regarding two people who were shot and killed as they were leaving an event at the Capital Jewish Museum in Washington DC. These two people were to be engaged to be married, and someone FROM CHICAGO took their lives. In essence, it was an act of antisemitism -- against Jews. I'm not writing this because of my own heritage, but as a simple human being.
Are there parents in this world today who actually teach their children to be so hateful of a race of people, or even simply anyone who does not look like them? The obvious answer is YES. It saddens and sickens my soul to even think of believing that, but humanity proves it every day, over and over. Why?
The last I checked, World War II ended in 1945. It was disgraceful back then and it continues to be disgraceful. In June of 2013, it was another "grouping" of people in the wake of George Floyd's death. There is NO PLACE for prejudice in our world. That fad went out the window with alien conspiracies. I am being facetious, of course, but this really gets under my skin. Was I just over-gullible when there was a show of respect between the leaders of Black Lives Matter and at least a group of police personnel?
For the last three days, I have been praying about this whole subject. One reason this hurts so much is that I celebrated a funeral of a woman who fled her home country because of what her government was doing to the Jewish people in an effort of genocide. Yes. She was from Germany and wanted nothing to do with her homeland, so she fled for a better life and never looked back. I was practically in tears as I delivered the homily today, just grateful for what courage and values this woman of nearly 103 years old exemplified for her family. She was not even Catholic at the time of her escape, but came to believe through many years of catechesis. Her faith and hope mattered to her and her family.
Pray for an end to such crimes. Jesus truly listens.
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