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A stabbing

There was a stabbing in the park across the street the other night (last night?); I passed all the cop cars etc on my way out and saw a news truck on the way back.
A neighbour phoned and left a message that "we have to do something."  Which left me wondering, what?  What is there to do???
Here's what I emailed her back tonight.  Like all my Deep Thots these days, not very satisfying, but it's a start.
Honestly, I don't feel concerned about that specifically... I try to make sure I am in the right place at the right time (guess I'll do all my drug deals away from that playground from now on).
I don't want to dismiss your legitimate fears.  There are always terrible things that could happen.  Most of the ones I can imagine involve my children (and refusing to nap is the least of it!).
It's too easy and too trite to say Hashem's in charge... I figure I'll meet him halfway and exercise reasonable precautions.
Bad things sometimes happen to good people; I know this and have no clue why.
I'm a good person; therefore, bad things will sometimes happen to me.
It seems to be the way things work.
We live with this tension all the time:  saying chas v'shalom it should happen to us, and also saying baruch dayan ha'emes when it does.
Sometimes, Hashem gets to decide stuff, and we have no clue why.