By the time you read this, you will see a completed blog post. What you didn’t see were all the drafts I deleted, trying to find the right words, only to realize that the right words don’t exist.
Although the Red Sox won the World Series Sunday night, which brought me a profound sense of joy and elation, on the whole it has been a difficult last few days.
What happened in Pittsburgh on Saturday has affected me deeply. Not that the other recent tragedies we have faced as a nation are less disturbing or sad, it’s just that this one struck close to home. Although I am not Jewish, the pain I feel for their community is significant and raw.
To think that such carnage could take place at a house of worship has shaken me to the core. Those who attended the Tree of Life synagogue last Saturday were there out of a devotion to one another, and above all, to God. We may be of different faiths but I can appreciate the sense of meaning and purpose they derived from their spiritual lives.
As a Catholic, I love my faith very deeply. It sustained me through the most difficult time in my life several years ago, serving as a life preserver when I felt myself drowning in frustration and sorrow. Although I am home-bound and find it difficult to make it to church as often as I’d like, watching the mass on Sunday on my computer is the highlight of my week. To worship with a community of believers, even over the internet, fills me with gratitude.
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