The whole world mourns with Sandy Hook CT today.
The homes of the children and the adults who perished echo with their absences. The heart will forever long to hear, just one more time, those voices - their laughter, their nonsense. The words "I love you."
Even the endless questions little ones can come up with.
Just one more time.
Well, today, we are the ones left with the questions.
I wonder what horrors and inner torture could drive someone only 20 years of age to do something like this.
I do not, however, wonder who gave him the idea.
I have noticed, over and over, how the evil one loves to harm children.
And then I think of my Lord Who said, "Suffer(allow) the little children unto Me." His arms were - and still are - open to all little children. And when faced with such horrors we all, regardless of chronological age, become little children. I know I needed to crawl into my Poppa's arms and cry.
The words that came out surprised me in a way.
I was crying "O Lord, forgive us!"
Forgive us for shutting You out. Forgive us for endlessly demanding our "rights" - our right to kill unborn babies. Our right not to be responsible for ill parents. Our right to ignore You, to push You away, to demand You leave our civil life. Our right to teach children "situational ethics" instead of right and wrong. Our right to absolutely state there are no absolutes. Our right to do as we please - even when we know it is morally questionable or outright wrong. Our right to hold other people's lives cheaply. Our right to defame the One Who holds each breath in His hand. Our right to blaspheme and ridicule the Creator of all things. Our right not to be restricted by "religion" or - horror! - have to look upon a cross or a creche in a public place.
Our strident cries of "How dare you judge me!" "I don't believe there is a God." "Separation of church and state!" echo through the universe. (The Amendment was actually made to insure there would be no government interference with the practice of religion - like, say, forcing churches to provide money for abortions against their beliefs.)
But we can look upon pornography - even porn that destroys little children. We can watch movies with explicit sex and language that would have caused our parents and grandparents to turn crimson with shame (but then, what did they know? They were so dumb they believed God created them, not primordial slime and a lightning strike)
And then we demand with shrill voices (when a Sandy Hook or a 911 occurs,) "How could a loving God allow this to happen? How can God be good if He allows people to do such evil things? Where was God?"
Well, I can tell you where God was.
God was right there, not infringing on your rights .
God was honoring your strident demand: "Thou shalt not rule over me."
And He was crying.