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 a recent 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 both are skilled carpenters, I’ve heard plenty over the years about the importance of a solid foundation. “Well done,” I told myself, “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 5:00 a.m. that morning, I’ve been almost numb with sadness. Forty-nine people dead in a senseless act of violence. More than fifty 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 that 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.
