As I turned right on Ina Rd. near the office where I served a church in Tucson, I glanced at the Safeway store, the place where a mentally challanged young man shot and killed several people in our congress womans gathering. Then I drove into the beauty of one of God's high places.
Then Monday I had an inside seat to the shootings at the Navy Yard as a friend texted inside information from her lockdown captivity a building away, remarking that she had just that week been transfered from the crime scene building and personally knew many of the wounded and killed.
And the violence and suffering of this world were highlighted by snagging a pre release copy of Yancy's career crowning thoughts on the subject after a lifetime of comforting people in the midst of excruciating pain and loss.
God is love, and has a grand design to undo and reverse this curse, we must continue to believe that.
Every life is precious, even those cut tragically short.
In tragedy, be the helper.
Do no harm, be a healer, a comforter, a cleaner upper, a bandager, and buryer if need be, part of the solution.
If God is to be held at fault, its for allowing too much freedom for His creatures on this planet, for he does not intervene as we hope He would and should, and His reasons have been clearly revealed.
Finally, He came here, and suffered with us, in identification of the issued.
His kingdom will come on earth as it is in heaven.
Find your thin place where God reveals His presence, and your happy place where you reflect on the Good and Beautiful in life and in God.
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