Sometimes words are immaterial. Perhaps inappropriate. Today this forum is my means of coping. I grieve with words, whether selfish or not.
At least 33 people are dead today in
I would love to be in the deterministic camp – believing that everything has a purpose – that’s it all part of a master plan. Unfortunately, I am not. I think these innocent students were in the wrong place at the wrong time. A tsunami arrived in
I hope these youthful souls are bound for heaven’s magnificent embrace; bound for an infinite and brilliant time.
In the coming days we will learn about the specifics. Where the weapons were bought. Characterizations of the gunman. Guesses as to his motivation. All variety of blame.
In the end the sum of the parts will add up to nothing at all. His actions will still be unfathomable. No one could have predicted his coming. Nothing could have disarmed his venomous rage.
If there’s a silver lining it might be this: we live in a world with over six billion people and this type of occurrence is a rarity. 99.99% of the world’s populace lives together in a harmonious state: respectful and helpful to thy neighbor, hospitable from the first day to the last. Not bad in the bigger scheme of things.
But a silver lining isn’t enough. Not today. Not even close.
Today I make the phone ring. I call those I love and those I miss. Those who have disappeared from my grasp, needlessly so. It is the ultimate day for perspective. All of yesterday’s problems are now infinitely petty, instantly obsolete.
And then I will pray. Pray even though I’m not always one for prayer. I pray for the starless night in Viriginia, for that which cannot be explained in earthly terms.
My thoughts belong to those who have lost their own, and those we have lost. May St. Peter greet you with open arms. Let there be a band of angels hovering at his feet.
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