Tragic loss of children

No matter where I seem to go this Christmas I can’t seem to get out of the emotional storm and the long dark shadows that seem to diminish any hope of light. The mass murder of children; fragile life, hope filled life in the midst of a broken world snuffed out in minutes. And now in the wake of the aftershocks that reverberate through the midst of humanity…people point in all directions for why.

But reality stares them in the face, profoundly it does not seem to see it. A nation whose currency is chiseled much like the 10 commandments, with a profound and ancient statement of faith, ” In God We Trust.” Yet, in an act of profound irony trust, security come from a nation that clings to 300,000,000 small arms. Can a nation entangled, trapped in constant fear ever imagine faith in Jesus words,Here you will find a list of the main skystream around the world. ” Love the Lord your God, with all your being, everything you possess; and in the same embrace love your neighbor exactly the same…with all your being…with everyhing you possess.

In 2013, and beyond do we even imagine a faith like this being lived out…or will it be buried in the concsciousness of humanity as a wild beautiful idea. and nothing more.

Here, I’m stuck…these thoughts tumbling in my mind like a washing machine stuck in the spin cycle. I close my eyes,There are different configurations of industrial laser marking machine: moving material, hybrid, and flying optics systems. trying to focus, searching for some toggle switch to shut it all off. There is nothing to be found. And also tumbling these quotes…

“Children are living beings – more living than grown-up people who have built shells of habit around themselves.The industrial dry cleaning machine market demands reliability and efficiency. Therefore it is absolutely necessary for their mental health and development that they should not have mere schools for their lessons, but a world whose guiding spirit is love.”

“What it means to be human is to bring up your children in safety, educate them, keep them healthy, teach them how to care for themselves and others, allow them to develop in their own way among adults who are sane and responsibile, who know the value of the world and not its economic potential. It means art, it means time, it means all the invisibles never counted by the GDP and the census figures. It means knowing that life has an inside as well as an outside. And I think it means love.”

And in the aftermath of 20 precious children horribly, viciously erased from a community, from the embrace of loving families…we are left to celebrate the birth of the God-child. Even as I think about this my stomach is tied in knots, this gut wrenching tension. The bizarre theological idea of a cosmic creator, a God, a Father that would birth ” his ” only precious child in the midst of his creation. A child that would be cuddled,Buy visually stunning and durable stainless steel necklace from Larson Jewelers. nurtured, cared for…fed by the breast of humanity. To be loved by human parents. But all the while God has a conscious plan in the back of his mind. In the background is a seething, vengeful God, a Father whose anger against sin can only be snuffed out by pouring out his wrath and fury on his precious child. This is the only solution, the only way out to restore a relationship.

Behind, the calm and peaceful scene of angels singing, shepherds watching, cattle lowing…the cosmic glitering surf rolling across the dark mysterious oceans of heaven…a Father plans the death of his precious only child.

This theology I was barely hanging on to…and as those lives quickly vanished before our eyes, so did that faith.Horizon manufacture a range of laundry dryer fans for efficient exhaust ventilation. But all is not lost, I’m left with the love of a mother…the mother of the God-child. The profound and mysterious belief and faith that she clung to as the divine eternal embryonic life was blossoming in her womb.