My heart hurts.
How do you respond to such a tragedy? Anger, confusion, hatred, sadness, shock, and many more emotions go through our hearts and minds.
I can’t offer up words of comfort. It seems so trite.
I can only love my neighbor as myself. And right now that means putting my arms around those mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters who have just faced a most unspeakable tragedy, and weep with them.
Jesus said weep with those who weep.
Today I weep.
Later there might be more words to offer. But today I simply weep.
I weep for that Mom who will have to try to make Christmas special for the other children while facing the worst tragedy of her life.
I weep for the hugs she will never get.
I weep for the times she regrets not saying I love you.
I weep for her as she thinks back on saying goodbye yesterday morning and wondering if she said I love you as her child casually jumped out of the car.
I weep for the birthdays that will cause her to remember.
I weep for every December 14th that will cause her to relive this scene over and over.
I weep for her as she tries to help siblings understand this, when she herself doesn’t.
I weep for her on Christmas morning when she puts away the presents that were already purchased for her child.
I weep for her when she sets one less place at the table next week.
I weep for her when she walks by her child’s bedroom door and looks in to an empty bed. An empty room. A lifeless place.
I weep when she hugs her child’s special teddy bear and tries to put herself to sleep with her tears.
I weep for her when she has no more tears to shed, but desperately needs to shed them.
I weep when she has no words to give but must give them for her other children’s sakes.
I weep when she has to go on living and normal life seems trivial.
I weep because this should not be.
Today I wrap my figurative arms around my neighbors in Connecticut. I shed tears with their tears. I love them because they are my fellow-man.
Even though I walk through the valley of shadow and death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me.
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Thank you for expressing so well the thoughts of our hearts during this time.
Very well said. I could hardly read it through tears. Only a mother truly understands what these parents must be going through. My prayers are with them. (I referred people on my blog to this post on yours.)
Exactly! ;(