I just read about the shootings in Newtown, CT…
This one hits me harder than the shooting at Clackamas Town Center, despite the fact that I’ve been to that mall. I spent a year first as a teacher and then as a school librarian/nurse. I’ve interacted with kits that young — entertained them with Alyosha the fox puppet, helped them pick out books, put my years in the Boy Scouts to good use when needing to deal with injuries that needed more than just a band aid. To think that someone would gun them down…
In tragedies like these my imagination is not always welcome. I run through hypotheticals — what if I had been there and what if the kits under my care were threatened?
And yet, in the midst of the pain and sorrow, there are stories of teachers who did all they could to protect their students. Things could have been worse, as horrible as this was.
My heart and prayers go out to the families, the students, the teachers. May the peace and love of God rest on them.
There isn’t much more I can say. Words really do no justice to the enormity of grief that crashes over those touched by tragedy. Though I have wept off and on all day, I really know nothing of what they are going through and have nothing I can really say that will truly help and do justice to the pain. In times like these let words be few, ears and shoulders be open, and hugs be free.
Below is a playlist I put together of songs of sorrow, healing, and hope as a way of coping with the reminder that not even first graders are immune to evil.
Go in peace and serve the LORD.
~Direlda, a saddened fox