Today is the Feast Day of St John of the Cross. This morning's tragedy in Connecticut has sunk the USA and Canada into a dark night of the soul. Details continue to unfold as to why a young man of twenty would enter into an elementary classroom and kill all the children, a teacher, a principal, and possibly even himself. The nations sit horrified at this unspeakable sorrow.
A friend posted on my Facebook page that she does not really believe in humanity any more as we continually fail to act with love. She has such a heart of compassion. She inspires me to hope most days. I refuse to let one act of terror darken the Light. That is not why that Baby came to be born. That Christ child knew the obscene violence of which we are capable. His family fled while a great weeping was heard for the innocent children massacred in his departure. He was later beaten and crucified. We humans have hearts that can love or destroy. As we prepare for the Baby's birth, it is hard to imagine that such an arrival would be greeted with horrific bloodshed.
I think we are all praying for a miracle tonight...a way to learn to love and not to fear. I know many whose faith is shaken. I think the days ahead will show what we are really made of as stories of forgiveness and compassion come forth. God meets us when we cannot believe. God meets us in places we are ashamed to be seen. God grant us a miracle. Let your mercy and love shine in this dark place. Remind us that the Babe was born to save us from despair.
Peace,
Suzanne
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