Tuesday morning in Dubuque, about the time the runners were getting out and about, a teenage male killed a woman. This started in an intersection I drive through most days on my commute, 17th and Central. Here is another link to the story. I've ran through that intersection many times, and I've run at that hour of the day many times too, although never through that intersection at that hour.
This morning I ran a typical five miles on the roads between 5 and 6 AM. It was dark out and I scared two women as I passed them, even though I was running on the road and they were on the sidewalk. I can't blame them when suddenly a shadow and footsteps appear right behind them. Women shouldn't have that fear. Yet in our sinful world, who can blame anyone for locking the doors and being afraid?
It breaks my heart because I know what it is like to be a man and from the little I understand of women, it's not the same, it's not as easy to do all the things men do. It breaks my heart because this violence proves nothing, it solves nothing, and it spreads a culture of fear, and not a culture of love. We need more love in this world, specifically more men showing love, in whatever role that generosity may be.