It’s been one week since the horrible tragedy in Newtown, CT. Every day my heart continues to ache for these grieving mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, grandparents… The thought of their overwhelming saddness makes my blood run cold through my veins. Mothers laying their babies to rest for the last time, yet many of them still having to be strong moms to the surviving children. I can’t even begin to imagine. My heart aches for them all.
So why did this happen? And why is it all of a sudden happening so frequently? As a mother of small children, I fear for the world my boys are growing up in. I fear what life will be like for them in 10, 15, 25 years. We’ve created this monster of a society where we want the freedom to do whatever we want, say whatever we want, watch whatever we want all the time. Their is no filter – unless we use our moral filter. Which many of us ignore for the benefit of what we want right this minute. Do we think: Is what I am about to say going to lift up the people around me, or tear them down? Is what I am about to do going to make someone’s day brighter, or add another level of stress and worry to thier already full plate? Is what I am about to watch good for my mind, body, and soul? Is what I am reading putting pure thoughts in my mind or poisoning it?
It’s our values – the value for other human beings – the value for ourselves and our families – the value we hold for the future of our society. We live in such a ME world. I want a gun. Why? Because I think they’re cool. I want to watch pornographic videos. Why? Because I want to feel good. I want to talk bad about that person from work. Why? Because it makes me feel important. I want to play violent video games. Why? Because it’s fun to pretend to kill other people. Sounds ridiculous, right?! BECAUSE IT IS. WE are ridiculous.
Let’s just try this. Whether you believe in Jesus or not, give this a try: If Jesus were in the room, would you say those unkind words? Not likely. Would you watch that scandalous movie? You’d at least think twice. Would you turn on your Playstation and start shooting up some peeps if Jesus were sitting next to you on the couch? Doubtful. And if you say yes, you’re a liar – or you just don’t care about Jesus and to that I say “I’m sorry you feel that way.” How about we start living for one another (and for my Man upstairs) by taking a good long look in the mirror.
As parents of small children (or even older children), we have the opportunity to change the way this world is headed. Or we can keep it rolling down this firey, hate-filled path that we’re riding down. How about we try our best to enstill values of love and compassion in our children? Values that come from the Bible. How about we don’t let our kids watch violent movies and television. It’s not necessary. How about we don’t let our kids play Call of Duty. At any age. (in my opinion, violent video games should be outlawed – they bring nothing to the table. NOTHING at all.) How about we, as individuals and families, get out there and HELP PEOPLE. TOGETHER. WITH OUR KIDS. It’s not rocket science.
There’s still going to be people in our world who make bad choices. We all do. And we’re going to make mistakes. It’s inevitable. But that is why we have faith. Faith and forgiveness. And we lift each other up in hard times rather than tear one another down.
Let’s raise our kids to make a difference in this world. Not to run from it. And if it all comes crashing down, at least we know we’re headed to a glorious paradise filled with no pain, no sorrow, no tragedy…together. Praise the Lord!