In light of yesterday’s tragedy—I cannot smile at the sight without a twinge of sadness. Innocence is lost today for many children—lives taken away on the brink of their interaction with the world. We are grieving—and we should be.
Yes, this boy reminded me of loss, of the pain of the assumed safety of innocence and elementary being wrenched away. It also caused me to sigh in empathy for the educators, first responders, parents, and families of Newtown. Yet it also reminded me of hope. I saw a picture of God’s love and protection, like that yellow umbrella, shielding us from the full reign of evil—and there is so much grace in that. We skip and grasp tightly to the handle of hope his salvation brings. We cannot forget that this Christmas.
President Obama rightly stated that “these are our children” and reminded us that “the Lord is near the brokenhearted to bind up their wounds”. In the midst of recovery and asking why—we have to remember that this points us to hope—the One who can bind our wounds. He alone can heal a generation of angry, violence saturated minds, and aimless early-adult drifting and restore them to be adults of integrity, with determination to live out goals for good. By His grace we will heal, we will have hope. We will skip under His faithful umbrella of love and peace.
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