We are all in shock and grieving for those touched by the horrendous tragedy in that small town in Connecticut.
We grieve from a distance, as we search for answers. We cry out, “why” and “how”, knowing that there are no logical answers.
We cry, we pray, and we know that our grief is small in comparison to the grief of those who have lost someone they knew and loved, or of the children and those who educate them, who survived this horror and will be dealing with the after-effects for the rest of their lives.
We grieve as we think about these families, just like my family and your family. They dropped their children and grandchildren at school Friday morning, just as many of us had done, saying “have a good day; see you this afternoon”.
We wonder if they held their children or grandchildren in their arms and read a bedtime story to them on Thursday night.
We know that the sick feeling in the pits of our stomachs cannot compare to the broken hearts of families who have lost a child who had just begun their life.
We remember to hold our children and loved ones a little longer and a little tighter, and we pray for them, for ourselves, and for this world. Though we can’t make sense of this tragedy, we can remember that there are still good things happening in this world – good deeds that we don’t hear about as often as we hear about the bad deeds. As I pray for those so horribly touched by tragedy, I also thank God for the good people and their good deeds that still exist among us – those people and events, which are so easily ignored or forgotten in the midst of the horror – those whose lights shine in the darkness. I pray that I can be one of the small lights, shining in the darkness. I pray that I remember that a small light can light up a room, and many small lights can light up the world.
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