It’s taken me all weekend to think, process, and respond to the horrific events of Friday. I have everything to say…and very few things at all. The death of innocent children, grieving parents, devastated communities, heartbroken nations– it’s not unlike the pain of war-torn countries, of genocide…of the events surrounding Jesus’ birth as Mary and Joseph escaped the egomania of King Herod. There has long been a precedent of the innocent suffering at the hands of the self-absorbed, cowardly, hateful, and evil. I’m deeply saddened by the devastating death of innocent school children and heroic teachers…but I’m not surprised. Honestly, I’m sometimes surprised that there isn’t more continuous destruction…that God has graciously restrained us from utterly destroying ourselves. I’m surprised when I see His grace hedging me in from the cliff of my own self-sufficiency, my deceptive pride, my self-righteous temper, and my wandering heart. Left up to myself, destructive, […]