In the past week there has been many hurtful events. Hurtful actually doesn't really even begin to describe it.
Last Tuesday December 11 my husband and I were on our way to Lowe's for the umpteenth time, house project oh how I cannot wait for you to be done. While we were in the car we hear that there was a shooting in Clackamas, Oregon. My home town and currently where my Momma and youngest brother are living. I cannot begin to describe the terror and horror of not knowing if your loved ones are okay. I got a hold of my Momma who explained to me what she knew of the situation. A man opened fire in the mall. The mall being very close to where my family lives, all the roads to get home where shut down. She was waiting it out at work and my brother was out of town.
My brother and I started talking about all the children that would have been at the mall that day to see Santa. How would you explain to your child what was happening while waiting in line. My brother was disgusted with the way the shooter had acted. That's when it really hit me though. This 22 year old boy is somebody's son. That family is hurting too.
My family is safe. That's not what a few families can to say though. Two lives were taken and one injured before the shooter was confronted and took his own life. The person that confronted the shooter is 22 year old, Nick Meli. How many people know that name though? You know the person that caused all the hurt. We are more than willing to put his name and his family through more suffering. Yet we can't praise the person that stopped it? Come on! Thank you Mr. Meli for stepping up to the plate when called upon. You saved so many many lives.
Then just as we were all coming to grip with just how delicate life is Friday December 14 a gunman walked into an elementary school and shot 20 of our world's tiny little angels, five teachers, his mom and then himself. I was asked if I was watching the news. I'm not going to lie, I couldn't. I could not imagine what those families were going through. I wanted to go get my children from school and start homeschooling. Many families are. I logged into FaceBook and Twitter and Instagram all of them shouting with pictures and prayers. One poem that I can't stop reading is:
twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA
There are tons of posts and articles and interviews that are out there in the news right now. No they don't know why and we never really will we can only speculate. We can also speculate on what should have or could have been done to prevent it. The thing is all that I have read and seen is gun control, why God didn't stop what happened and why didn't the parents do something.
*This is my response to those.*
1. Gun control. Please see how the first shooting was stopped. Nick Meli had his CCW. The shooter did not. Guns don't kill people, PEOPLE KILL PEOPLE put a control on that.
2. God. We as a country asked God to not be brought up in any public settings. God is not allowed in schools. Our boys are being brought up in a God believing household. When our oldest went to school and prayed at lunch we were asked to talk to our child about it. Guess what, we did. We told him how very proud of him we were for praying when we weren't there to instruct him to. You want to push God out and yet you want him to stop what you do not involve him in.
3. How dare you. How dare you put blame on another human for someone else's actions. The parents of these adults are hurt too. Do you really think putting blame on them is going to help? Yes, there are children that need a spank or two... or more. Yes, there are children that need re-direction. The thing is these are adults that are now doing this. Adults that would be held responsible for their own actions had they not taken their own lives.
I recently read a post by
Liza Long. Please please read it. I'm not saying agree with it all but at least take a minute to think. Think about what some of these parents are or have gone through. Maybe these boys that did what they did weren't 100% in the same boat as the Liza's Michael. There are parents out there that ask for help. There are parents that know the discipline that they have is not enough. Why aren't we putting all our effort into preventing what should never happen?
This Christmas say a prayer for
all the families that are hurting this season.