Tonight I was driving home from out of town, when an RCMP car parked on the side of the highway did a u-turn and followed me. I glanced down at my speed. I was going 105 km/hour, five clicks over. I wondered if something else was wrong that he had observed as I passed him. I was relieved when no siren or lights went off. He stayed behind me for a bit, prior to passing me.
I had heard a snippet of the funeral for the slain mounties out east over the lunch hour on CBC radio. My mind wandered to the emotion and the huge gathering that had taken place earlier today and I could not help but think that it could be this man or another mountie, simply doing their job when someone decides to pull a gun.
Our world is an odd place these days. Random shootings show how we are unraveling a strong web of interconnectedness. The number of people on social media who were wearing red today in honour of these murdered mounties struck me as I flipped through posts. This senseless act by a young man will unfold I suppose in days ahead. What I want to focus on is how the web is woven between people who plant seeds of peace, who long to instill hope, and who know that Love wins.
May we weave the threads of kinship strong so that less and less we hear about killings like these. There have been too many in the past few weeks.