October 1 in Las Vegas is another too sad reminder that evil and hatred are a part of the fabric of many lives and it has been that way since Cain and Abel. We may appear to be well-mannered and safely enmeshed in a complex civilization that mutes the terror of evil but the unthinkable is not far below the veneer of culture. I mourn for the thousands whose lives were forever altered yesterday: the dead, the wounded, their families and friends, the traumatized, the community and the responders who know best how frail life is and how thin is the veil that allows us to function.
I choose to trust. I choose to hope. I choose the one avenue that actually changes that trajectory. In Him life is different.
A cross in one of the smaller cemeteries in Colonial Williamsburg