This afternoon, I sat in our nursery, attempting to rock my fussy son to sleep. I didn’t have my tablet with me, nor was I in reach of his music box, so I decided to sing. Quietly, because the louder I am, the more off-key I become.
I sang the classics: ABCs, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Lullaby. Then I started singing a song I learned in Sunday School almost 30 years ago. It’s simple:
Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world.
Whether yellow, black or white,
They are precious in his sight,
Jesus loves the little children of the world.
The song hit home for me in a way that it hadn’t in many years, that Jesus preached tolerance and acceptance while on this Earth, and 2,000 years later, we’ve forgotten his message.
When people carry out violent crimes like today, they like to mask it as “doing God’s will.” While God set forth a set of rules to be followed, nowhere did He tell us that if we witness someone not following his rules, we should enforce our own brand of punishment. And I’m pretty sure one of his commandments was worded something along the lines of “Thou Shalt Not Kill.”
Not to mention that the 50+ people who died today were not doing anything wrong. I don’t care what your stance is on homosexuality: nothing gives any one of us the right to establish our own brand of justice.
I’m saddened by the events of today. One of my biggest fears about having a child was bringing him into the world that we currently inhabit. It’s not peaceful. It’s not safe. Something terrible can at anytime, anywhere. For any reason.
But I’m also angry. I’m angry that we turn on each other when something awful happens. I’m angry that Fox News’ biggest debate this afternoon wasn’t about the events, but it was analyzing and criticizing our president’s press conference. Thanks, guys. Very helpful.
I’m angered that anytime a mass shooting occurs, we immediately split it into two camps: pro-guns and anti-guns. 50+ people have died, and our biggest concern is whether or not we should be able to keep that gun in our closet? C’mon. Let’s look at the bigger picture.
I’m angered that while searching on Twitter today, I saw several critical tweets, blaming tv writers/producers of all people, that we contributed to today’s tragedy by writing about the deaths of the LGBT community.
The truth, sadly, is there isn’t one issue to blame. It’s a combination of things. Is television too violent? At times, yes. But if everything on television was clean, there’d still be shootings. Are the gun control laws in this country too weak? Absolutely. But stronger gun laws wouldn’t solve our problems. Anyone with malice in their heart will find a way to carry out a scheme. And while laws about the “right to bear arms” that were written over 200 years ago do not have the same value that they do today, eliminating guns altogether solves nothing. People have the right to feel safe, but they also have the responsibility to protect themselves AND others.
At this point, I’m rambling. But I really don’t care. I’m tired of hearing of tragedies that could have been prevented, but I’m also tired of the finger pointing that ensues. How do we fix it? That’s the million dollar question, but nobody has the right answer. It’s a combination of things that need to be changed, but right now, we’re too stubborn to make the necessary changes.
For now, there’s only one thing we all need to remember: United We Stand, Divided We Fall.
RIP to the victims of today’s shooting in Orlando. My thoughts and prayers go out to the survivors and the families that have lost loved ones today.