I am running out of things to say. I am running out of words to pray: God knows, we need some peace, some sanity, some way to curb the violence.
I grew up in Britain, where turbans are a commonplace sight, although recognized as set apart, and best understood as sacred (not everyone got the memo, of course). My son’s first grade class visited a Sikh temple and sampled the curries that were offered daily for the welfare and well being of the surrounding community, to feed the multitudes. A fellow Christian asked, “do you think it’s ok to let our children go? Food offered to idols, and all that.” I answered, to her dissatisfaction, there is one God. We just worship in different languages. It’s not Paul, but frankly, it works for me, and God can take care of the translation.
Whatever the “reason” for today’s outrage (and at this point, I have no idea what reasoning is being offered or alleged), it has nothing to do with the worship of God whose peace passes all understanding. It has everything to do with our capacity for violence which passes all understanding. While we are acting beyond understanding, will somebody please take the guns out of our hands before we make things even worse? Please?