Soon after writing my first column in 1997 I established the routine of choosing, preparing and submitting my work every Sunday evening. It’s been part of my pattern of worship. It was with a sense of gratitude then, that I came up with the topic and began writing this week’s column a few days ago; after all, it would make today’s family birthday celebration a bit easier. Here’s what I’d penned earlier: “Some time ago, and I can’t even remember when, I jotted down a comment because I felt it was so relevant to life. I came across it the other day and it’s as relevant as ever. ‘Regardless of what you are building, starting with a strong foundation is key for lasting strength and durability.’”
With a son and a husband, who are both skilled carpenters, I’ve heard plenty over the years about the importance of a solid foundation. “Well done,” I told myself on Saturday evening, “You’ve got the theme so you’ll just have to add the details and fill in the message.”
Then, Orlando happened. From the time I heard the news at 5 a.m., I’ve been almost numb with sadness. Fifty people dead in a senseless act of violence. More than 50 in hospital, some potential additions to the list of those who lost their life. Watching an interviewee, a witness to the shootings, struggle to keep from breaking down, I can’t begin to imagine the pain families, friends and various emergency workers are experiencing. Suddenly to write with ease has disappeared.
I speak and write from a Christian point of view, but I know that whatever one’s opinions, the principle of respect for those whose beliefs differ from ours is essential. I am not called to agree with everyone but I am instructed to love with God’s kind of love.
