I have a young son Michael. On this day, I worry about him. I worry because I know that no matter how good I get it, I may not have him with me forever. That his threats may indeed come from his environment and factors he can not control. No matter what type of man I am raising, life interrupted still happens.
That is why I put my hands in the air. Not in surrender but in solidarity with all families of young men. Those who know that no matter what, life interrupted happens.
When you know better, you do better sayeth the LORD.