My Part in the Massacre

Today I want to share an excerpt from my prayer time. I don’t usually do this, but feel it is appropriate at a time of national grief …

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“Thank you for being a constant and caring God. Many people don’t know you—not the real you.

Many people think that you couldve stopped what happened Friday in Newtown, Connecticut. But you have given us …


Our choices bring these tragedies upon our nation. I’ve certainly contributed in my small way or even big way. I’ve not shared my faith or been living it out boldly or purely enough to point the way clearly to you. 

I’m guilty by association. 

I don’t want to point fingers, although that seems so necessary when you’ve seen such a terrible evil unleashed upon little innocent lives. I couldn’t really understand it, or even feel it fully on Friday or Saturday. But it’s starting to sink in today. It happens so often that it feels like “the norm” in some terribly horrendous way.

Those bright, little lives that were lost on that day were not lost to you, were they? You knew when they woke up that it would be their last day on earth. Did you want to intervene?

Did you weep when the sun rose on their chubby cheeks and sleepy eyes?

I know that you’re intimately acquainted with all of our ways and care about the insignificant details that we’re not even aware of in life, so you feel for us. You weep for us

How the mess and the evil of this world must tear at your holy, compassionate heart.

How you must grieve even deeper—with more agonizing painthan we as humans could ever feel or imagine. You care about what happened. You mourn and moan for the loss of it all. 

I know for my part I am falling down on the job. I am often missing the point. I am, we all areheading swiftly to the time of your coming, because you can’t stand the stench of our sins much longer.

So forgive me for my part in this massacre.

Forgive me for my apathy and my laziness in not sharing you and your hope.

Help me to change.

Help me to do more to reach out and share my faith … with an immense sense of urgency and penetrating heart of compassion for those who don’t know the real You.”

Please feel free to hold me accountable on this, MM readers. 

And if you’re someone who has not received Christ’s free gift of salvation and forgiveness, please check out my Know God page to find out how to begin that relationship … because Christ is the only hope in this messy, evil world.

“God cares, cares right down to the last detail.” James 5:11 (Msg)


Linking up with NOBH, Playdates with God, Rachel Wojnarowski, Life in the Comments, What Joy is Mine and Matrimonial Monday

18 responses to “My Part in the Massacre”

  1. I believe when Jesus wept at the grave of Lazarus, he didn’t weep for him. He knew Lazarus would soon rise again. He wept for those whose tears tore his heart. Those he loved — Mary, Martha, their friends. And he wept most of all because it was never his intent that anyone should experience the pain and loss that death brings. He didn’t create the word or mankind to experience death. That was never his plan. He gave us the choice — choose you this day, whom you will serve. And we, mankind, chose to serve ourselves instead of the creator who loves us and gave himself for us. I’m so glad he gave us a second chance in the form of his Son, who will one day wipe all the tears from our eyes and make all things new. “And sorrow and death shall be no more.”Even so, come quickly, Lord Jesus.


  2. well said. Blessings to you.


  3. Beautiful words of prayer. Thanks for linking up and blessings to you.


  4. I am reminded of Jesus weeping at the funeral of His friend, Lazarus.Clearly Jesus knew that Lazarus would soon be resurrected. So, He wasn’t mourning the loss of His friend, who he would see later that same day.Yet, He felt the deep sorrow and loss of Lazarus’ friends and family. He felt the brokeness of life in this world.And Jesus wept…And I weep, too…”Even so, come quickly, Lord Jesus!”


  5. I realized after writing my comment, that I practically duplicated yours.Blessings to you, Lori!


  6. Same Holy Spirit. Funny how that works, huh? 🙂


  7. Yes it is! Funny and wonderful! 🙂


  8. You made me cry, my friend. Heartbroken in many ways.


  9. It’s not very often that someone, when thinking through such a tragedy, will not only feel confusion and disgust for the evil act, and compassion for those who have experienced unbelievable loss, but use it as an opportunity to look inward at themselves like you have. Thanks for helping me to think a little differently about this terrible event.


  10. Amen and amen.All I could write, all I could say early Sunday morning was Please Have Mercy … there’s nothing else to say.


  11. Thanks so much for your kind words and for you heart, Rachel. 🙂


  12. As I prayed, I felt God giving me a greater glimpse into His own deeply compassionate and mournful response. I have to say, it was helpful for me to wrap my brain around this tragedy in the knowing that God weeps with us. Thanks for coming by and adding to the conversation, Joe.


  13. God’s love and sorrow amaze me, Lori. And you’re right, He gives us the choice to serve him or Satan. As a nation, we’ve witnessed an act orchestrated by Satan. Now I pray we see people turning to God and not away from Him because of faulty thinking about who He is.


  14. It was a “God-thing”–not anything that I did. Funny how that works when I’m praying. 🙂 Thanks for your sweet words. I really appreciate it, Gary. Love you!


  15. Yes, Linda, there are no words that fit this horrible situation. But I’m thankful that the Holy Spirit can interpret even our prayerful groanings into meaningful understandings to God. Thanks so much for stopping by, my friend.


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    Funny – I posted a comment using my phone, but as I sit here now at my PC, the comment doesn’t show. So weird!


  17. Don’t know if you got my email, but unfortunately, Disqus does not show the comments entered via cell phone. It’s a frustrating detail that I hope they change soon. But I did appreciate your sweet comment that only I could read in my email. 🙂 Thanks so much, Stacey!


  18. This conversation is so touching, Beth, I’m glad you shared it. Trusting in Gods providence during times like these is a true test of our faith, isn’t it? Sitting with you and the rest of the world in grief for the loved ones of these littlest ones.


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