Once again, there has been a mass shooting in our
country, this time in Orlando, Florida.
Over fifty people are dead and more than that are wounded.
Once again, people will pick out small pieces of this
story to use as fuel to feed their discussions on guns, religion, politics, and
mental health issues. They’ll will pick
sides and argue with red faces, clinched fists, and increasingly stupid memes
on facebook. This time, discussion will
also center on the LGBTQ community—and further wounds will be inflicted by
words.
We sink into these arguments because we feel helpless.
Think of the police who ran toward danger to render aid,
the fire and rescue people, the paramedics and EMTs, the nurses, aids, and
doctors. Then there were the counselors
and ministers to care for the grieving. People lined up for a mile to give
blood. Family and neighbors called one another to say, “Are you ok? How can I
help?” Stories of heroism are already
being told where people helped each other while they were under fire. And all
over the nation people knelt in prayer for the sake of the victims. All these people are examples of nobility,
bravery, and generosity.
Let’s not shy away from the images of the people who have
been harmed. Think of those who cowered
in a crowded room while shots were fired. Think of those who died, were
wounded, and those who are now in the throes of sudden grief. Think of those who are still shaking because
they feared their loved one might have been killed. And let’s resist arguing
with each other.
Instead, let’s go to work and offer our help.