The Boston Marathon Bombings: A Plea for Care and Prayer
Rev. Pamela Anne Bro, April 16, 2013
As I was driving to my yoga class this morning, I spied something round and dark creeping across my lane. I jammed on the brakes and realized it was a turtle, tentatively making its way across the pavement, totally unaware of the danger it was in. I pulled my car to the side of the road and got out so I could rescue it, but the traffic was coming too fast and heavy. My heart sank when I realized I couldn’t save it. Crushed by the probable death of such innocence, I fought back the tears.
And immediately the Boston Marathon bombings came to mind—how could anyone possibly do such a horrendous act to such innocent people?
“Where are you in this, God?” My anguished pastor’s heart cried out.
An hour and a half on the mat did little to calm me. There I was breathing in and out in peace while others up in Boston and around the country were in agony, grief and pain. Marathon runners a target of vicious violence?
I silently shouted, “Free will is too high a price to pay! We can’t handle it, Jesus! We’re going to hell in a hand basket, all of us, even runners and little children and slow-moving turtles who hurt no one. What is happening to our country? And where is the justice? Where is your loving God???”
Jesus on the mat, usually so responsive, was mute. Revenge, hatred, fear—I felt all these emotions well up in me.
Then I remembered…
Scientists now confirm that thoughts carry energy, real energy and power. That means that when we dwell on dark (and justifiable) emotions, they go out into the ethers to gather with similar thoughts into an energy field. Our world is already too full of hatred and terror. We mustn’t contribute to that black hole.
So friends, here is my plea. Let us strain with all our might, like valiant runners, to transform our negative thoughts to ones of comfort and healing we send to the victims, their families, and any suffering person standing right before us, right here and now.
Yes, I’m still reeling from the insanity of the bombings: no place seems safe now in our public lives. And yes, prayer and care can seem like flimsy responses to such a diabolical event. Yet, just as we desire the quick apprehension of the bombers, may we also join our hearts and minds to re-shape policies and thoughts that will protect our citizens, our children and our fellow creatures.