I shared some good news of my own earlier, news that I written about some time ago and then had waited days to post due to some long delays at work. But I've put it aside; it can wait some more.
Pretty much every one of the families to whom we are close has at least one child in college. Nearly all of us have been through rocky times and we know that nothing is ever guaranteed. We worry about their grades and their activities and their social lives and their summers and their travel and their boyfriends and girlfriends and their plans and their futures, and we are full of hope for them and for much more for their lives than we ever hoped for ourselves.
To lose those children and to lose that hope . . .
No words.
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My own daughter will be going to college next year. Like everyone else, I watched the news in horror. Don't you ever get mad at God? Why doesn't he intervene?
Of all the things we worry about, it doesn't occur to us that they will be shot in a random massacre. I'm devastated for the victims and their families.
Laura,
I'd get mad at God too, except on the subject of intervention, I think he asked us first...
(Gen 4:6-10)
Jodie
As several friends have said, I'm no longer shocked but I am numb. Thank you for your poignant post, GG.
It was...is...a horrible thing. Grief, shock, confusion, helplessness, hopelessness... And this morning, and NPR newsperson interviewing an overwhelmed student, asking who he thought was to blame... Augh!
You are right. There are no words - none that help anyway. I can't stop thinking about the families of those kids that lost their lives and the family of the gunman.
My kids are young but this week, as they head out to school, I am shaken by the knowledge that so much is chaos.
I rather marvel that God doesn't get mad at us. We have these wonderful gifts, including free will, and we continue to kill each other. But we are not abandoned and I like to think for each step back we take two baby steps forward each century.
We didn't really talk too much about it at work, just head shaking, and my husband and just held each other. Reading your poignant entry and the comments brought more comfort through shared grief than anything else.
*debbi*
Beautifully articulated....your words have said so perfectly that words are insufficient for this moment. Thank you.
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