For the past few days, I had been thinking, "I really need to blog. Something light and happy and cheerful. I need to lighten it up a bit around here." And then Friday happened. There is no light when 6 educators have been shot. There is no light when 20 six and seven year olds have been killed. There is no light as I read this morning that the youngest victim, a six year old boy, had a twin sister who survived.
Reading these stories makes us feel heavy and sad and hopeless. This tragedy darkens our world, even at a time when we are preparing to celebrate the most joyous occasion.
Jesus was born to bring true light to our world. The light of love and goodness and truth. How do we reconcile His presence, His love for us and for every child of God, with this massacre? Well, for me at least, the two are irreconcilable. For years now, I have eschewed the common phrase that "everything happens for a reason." Instead, I choose to believe that sometimes bad things just happen. God didn't intend them, and he mourns right along with us.
But I do believe that, when we let Him, God can teach us and mold us when we feel we are facing the ugliest of circumstances. This tragedy reminds us that we truly are all a community. In our neighborhoods, our cities, our states, our country, and even our world, each life is intertwined. We are all neighbors. And Jesus was clear about this--we must love our neighbor as ourself (Mark 12:31). So in the days that follow, as we continue to process this unthinkable act, I pray that we would all examine how we are doing as neighbors. How do we support those who grieve? How do we protect the most vulnerable among us? How do we help those who need it most? How do we set examples of love and service in our own homes?
May we all hold the victims and their families in our hearts this season. May God bring them moments of comfort and light as only He can.