Hate – Remembering Boston

As a native of Boston, I write this while an interfaith church service plays in the background on television here in my new residence in SC.  Listening to comments made from those around me in the last few days . . . words unrelated to the tragedy . . . I find my  heart hurts for the hate I see and hear every day.

How can we say we seek to find world peace until we heal the hate in our everyday lives?