This weekend I have prayed a lot. I have read my Bible a lot. In fact, I just finished reading it before this post. In times like this I have to cling to God. I know everyone wants to know why. We will never know why really. People snap. People's brains get sick. Very, very sick. And they do things that make no sense to the rest of us.
When I told Will about the shooting I asked him to pray for everyone involved. He said, "I am not going to pray for the shooter Mom." He was really angry that he took away the lives of little children like his sister. I felt angry at first too. I told him that I understood his feelings but Jesus told us to pray for our enemies. The shooter's family needs prayer too. The shooter had a deeply troubled soul and it needs prayer.
Just when we begin to think that the world is filled with evil, we see the good. We hear the stories about the teachers and neighbors who were heroes. We learn that the principal switched the intercom on to warn other teachers and students and that might have saved them. We read stories on facebook about the community bringing food and items of comfort to the responders and the families touched by loss. We see videos of people flocking to churches to pray and comfort one another.
Yes, there is evil in this world but I think if you look around you will see that there is far more good than evil.
Just yesterday, we received an anonymous package in the mail. It was addressed to Harry and the return address simply said, "A friend." Inside was a gorgeous wooden cross designed to rest comfortably in his sweet hands. The note simply said that the person was praying for Harry and that they thought he could use this when he wanted to feel Jesus in his hands. I cannot even tell you what that package did for us. Harry is astounded that someone would think of him and what he has been going through and send that to him. As for me, I was reminded that there is SO MUCH GOOD in the world. Every day there are people helping other people and that is rarely on the news.
Thank you "friend." I love that we don't know who you are. I love that you chose to give Harry this gift at a time when he needed a boost of faith so desperately. You are doing God's work. You have no idea how much your loving gesture meant to us. I don't even know if you read the blog but somehow I hope you know that you reminded us of the good that is in this world.