Warnings in the Wind
Our Lady of Sorrows, painting by Tianna Mallett
THREE times last week, I was moved intensely to pray against a spirit of violence and murder from entering the school. I don’t know what triggered such promptings… and then Friday came.
I wept as I thought of the children, the parents, the terror… and then sorrow turned to anger. No, not anger at the killer, but anger at a society that recoils in shock and horror at a massacre like this—and then remains stupidly blind as to what causes such things. In fact, over and over again now for weeks, I keep hearing the words in my heart, “O stupid Galatians” from Paul’s letter to the Church in Galatia. We cannot see, or perhaps, refuse to see (read The Verdict).
I feel compelled to repeat again the warning in my heart that is growing stronger everyday…
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