I stood in the hallway watching students file from school last Friday and shared the shock and horror brought on by the breaking news from Connecticut with my teaching colleagues. As a father, my heart was broken over and over this weekend as each new little face, each family, every new angle of the story unfolded.
I was left with some pretty unmanageable questions watching the President speak at the prayer vigil on Sunday. While some were wrestling with questions about the necessity of gun-control, mental health measures, or maybe even rethinking our culture’s candy-bin distribution of psychotropic drugs… I was fixated on another issue. While the President lamented at the frequency of these horrible tragedies, I found myself struck with a rather cumbersome question directed a little higher than the Oval office.
I would like to ask God: “Where were you in that the room full of children last Friday morning?”
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