Today is posting day, and I have 3 drafts of new posts begun. One is never meant to see the light of day. Another, a grand metaphor not yet fully developed. One is an edition of my previous “friends are awesome” rant; about 1000 words explaining the expansion of my family. It’s really not beautiful at all (the writing, that is – my family is among the most beautiful to ever exist).
But this. This niggling thought in my heart and mind.
Tragedy is tragedy, anywhere in the world. 50 people dying at once in any way is a tragedy, anywhere in the world. But in America? It’s also sickening. Because of the hype of this entertainment-driven nation. I barely want to add my two-cents’ and perpetuate the dilemma, but the thoughts just won’t leave.
Fifty people have had their souls ripped away into eternity.
Fifty people who possibly never heard about Jesus.
I don’t agree with the homosexual lifestyle,
But having that belief gives no man the right to disrespect, let alone murder another human.
“So God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God He created Him; male and female He created them.” (Genesis 1:27)
“You shall not murder.” (Exodus 20:13)
Maybe this was a terrorist attack.
Somehow, that makes me feel better than to think my country is turning on itself.
Maybe some guilt lies with gun control.
I’ve always said, “Guns don’t kill people, people kill people.”
It’s still true. But perhaps there’s more to the story.
If we take away guns, will there just be more bombings?
Political exploitation is sickening.
Thank you to those prominent people who have shown love, not anger.
Though some righteous indignation is justified.
To the families of the fallen, you have my shared grief.
I would hug you and cry with you if I could.
It wouldn’t make a difference – doesn’t make a difference.
“Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.” (Romans 12:15)
“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.” (Matthew 5:4)
You are not alone.