Do not be overwhelmed by the enormity of the world's grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly, now. You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to abandon it.
I'm not sure how to do that, especially given a cursory reading of the news this morning. The man dying in the Tacloban hospital, the spy who was found naked in a duffel bag in the bathtub, the millions uninsured, my own daughter's haunting banged up face. Living with questions, neither free nor obligated.