c-town

I've grown up in this small town. It's almost all I remember. And I've always felt safe... I guess in the back of my mind there has been the thought that somewhere something bad must happen here. But I never really thought anything serious would happen or that it would be a frequent occurrence.

This week, though... Things changed. And I can't stop thinking about it.

First I hear that a younglife leader and long-time member as the same church as me was accused of sexually abusing a teen and has now been arrested. He has a wife and three children, and I used to be friends with his daughter.

Then today and my way to church I see three police cars outside of a restaurant. When I leave church I see yellow tape everywhere... Turns out three people were stabbed and the culprit is still missing.

It's made me realize that everywhere you go, there is going to be hurt. Pain. Wrong-doing. Mistakes. Accidents. You can't avoid it, even if you're from a small town where it doesn't often happen. Sin has been brought into this world and it spread like wildfire. There is no avoiding it...

And my heart breaks.

I hate knowing that there are so many people out there hurting. So many people who have been abused or murdered or otherwise hurt. so many people who know people who have had this done to them. That there are so many people out there doing these things. And we all have to deal with the repercussions of it; at some point I think we will all come into contact with some similar situation.

My heart breaks for this.