I don’t feel like writing an expose on senseless violence. It is by definition impossible to explain.
When the story of the school shooting in the one room schoolhouse in Lancaster broke earlier in the day, I was so saddened. My wife and I just recently spent our anniversary in Lancaster; we were charmed and impressed by the Amish folks there. Their simple and thoughtful ways were so idyllic.
So to picture these peaceloving folks caught in such tragedy really brought me down. I hate the thought of several beautiful young girls with plain faces and bonnets having their hands and feet tied together, lined up against a chalkboard and then executed in the name of some milkman’s childhood angst. Can anyone apologize enough for this sorrow?
Tonight I weep with those who are weeping.
