The other day I took my family to a local park so the kids could get out some energy. Our new apartment isn’t well suited for it really.
We hadn’t been there long when seemingly from no where a group of 35-40 teens gathered in the center. There was an energy in the air. I noticed they were all focused on a couple of young men. It’s been nearly 20 years since I’ve been in High School… but I still remember what it looks like when a fight is about to break out.
This was no ordinary fight though. There were tons of teens around. No one was trying to step in or talk the boys out of it. Even when punches starting being thrown no one stepped in like I remember kids doing. I jumped on my phone and punched in 911 and was routed to the police department.
I screamed out, “Hey Morons! I’m calling the cops!” To which some random watcher near me responded, “So.” I did my best to describe to the officer what was going down and why I was concerned. The fight did end and the crowd started to walk away quickly as word got spread that some guy had called 5-0.
Most of them walked right past me and glared. One girl said, “Why do people always call the cops?” another boy shouted, “I bet you feel all hard dontcha?” I didn’t. I felt stupid but I had to do something. I can’t sit by and watch that go on without a proper response. My daughter and son are to precious to have a bunch of thug kids take over their park and show them that violence goes without consequences.
I was left with a few questions in my mind.
1. Are there really 35-40 families who don’t care where their teens are at 5pm on a Monday?
2. “Why do people always call the cops?” she said. How many fights like this have you been to?
3. What happened to a basic respect for adults… or at very least adults with pre-school children nearby.
4. How many of the kids in that group would call themselves Christians… but did nothing, said nothing… and never even thought twice about it.
God help us.