Friends, I have been thinking about this terrible tragedy and how it is affecting all of us now. When it happened, I swore that I would not get caught up in the inevitable political fallout. There is not one of us who didn’t know that gun control would be the first thing on our president’s lips. But the poor children and families and communities that have been completely devastated deserve all our attention and all our sympathy and all our prayers- not politics. And yet, the day after the tragedy, all peaceful mourning was wiped away. To know that a mentally ill young man got hold of his mother’s registered weapons and inexplicably killed these children & adults was bad- but I could wrap my mind around it and mourn. I could just cry and grieve and pray. At least I knew WHY I was grieving. There was some peace in that- regardless of the politics coming down the road.
But then information began to trickle out that indicated the possibility of another shooter. Perhaps two shooters. And all peace was shattered. Why? Because a lone gunman means one thing. More than one indicates something completely different. And suddenly, we don’t know what we are grieving for. Are we grieving for the act of a mentally ill man or are we grieving for the act of a corrupt government? Again, all peace was shattered.
The worst part is this: I don’t think we will ever get our hands on the truth, Friends. And in the end, nothing has really changed, has it? Before this terrible event, we knew that there are terribly evil people in our government. People who have their fingers on terrific amounts of money and power. They could care less about human life and would be willing to kill anyone if it furthered their purposes. They control the press. They controlled this election. They are much bigger than us as individuals. And they are pulling at the puppet strings. We knew that.
That has not changed. Even if we never get the true facts. Our trust was violated long ago.
So, my suggestion is this: go back to the true heart of this matter: those children who were savagely murdered and their families. Those teachers who were brutally assassinated as they went about the business of loving our kids. They will be missed. Their families have giant, ragged holes in their chests today. Let us pray that God sends legions of angels to fill those holes with enough peace & hope that each affected person can see a future where their lives have meaning again.
Evil has struck. No matter how you look at it. No matter how it happened. The only real question is how WE respond to it. With more evil? With hopelessness? With bitterness? With hate? No. Then the evil has rippled even further- to the delight of Satan. Let us respond with what is GOOD in us- with love, compassion, humility and with our knees bent in supplication to our Lord, Jesus Christ. That HE will bring justice to those who did this thing.
It is only a matter of time, my Friends. We only live for one millisecond on this earth. And then our time is done and we will all stand before our Maker. Let God have his vengeance. We will celebrate then. Until then, do good. It’s Christmas. We need to remember that in the darkest days, our Lord was born. He is coming again, Friends. And I think it will be sooner rather than later. There is HOPE in the world. Let us cling to it.