Tuesday, December 18, 2012

What Can You Say When Tragedy Strikes?

Several years ago a friend lost her precious daughter at the hands of her estranged ex-husband. He essentially kidnapped his daughter, killed her and caused "suicide-by-cop." It was a horrendous event in which NO WORDS could help.
I recall very vividly that my wife and I went to visit the mother at her home. She was sitting on the couch numb, in shock. I prepared to say...nothing. No matter how eloquent I could try, I knew that words fall flat. They are trite.
Instead, I walked over to her and sat on the coffee table directly in front of her and I held her hand. I didn't say anything. I just held her hand. That's all. I loved her and I listenened and I said ... nothing.
What words are effective in this time? Perhaps, words from a pastor or president they would have meaning,  but from the common layperson, it is best to be quiet. BE there, but be QUIET.
Shhh.  Even now, take a moment and listen.
Just listen.
I will end this blog with a few words that may be of comfort, not to the parents and family of those who have experienced a tragic loss, but to the rest of us in the Christmas Season of 2012. Those of us who have an understanding of grace but still grapple with evil of this world may draw some rest to our souls.
These are not my words, but words shared with me by an author unknown.
Perhaps, they will bring some small comfort to you as they did to me.
Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Once again, now let there be silence.


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