For the past two days, I’ve sat at my computer wanting to write, but not knowing what to say. I’m a writer. That’s what I do. That’s how I process things. That’s how I make sense of the world.
But how do you make sense of the senseless? How do you explain it to your kids when you don’t understand it yourself?
A guy walks into a bar… Sounds like the beginning of a good joke. Except what happened in Orlando when a guy walked into a bar was no joke. It was a slaughter. It was senseless. It was horrifying. It was evil.
My kids are teenagers. They have grown up in a post-9/11 world. Unfortunately, the idea of someone walking into a bar and shooting 100 people is not as unusual to them as it should be. Their perception of the world has never been free of the threat of terrorism. They don’t remember a time when you could visit the pilots of an airplane in the cockpit. They don’t know what it’s like to be at an event with a large crowd of people and not at least have the passing thought that it might make a good target for terrorists.
Because that’s the world we live in today. And that makes me sad. It makes me sad for my kids and sad for all of us. Because our world is one where hate thrives. It is a place where one person’s hatred of another person’s beliefs or choices or religion can result in the slaughter of innocent people.
So how do we help our kids process the senselessness and the hopelessness inherent in these acts of terror? How do we help our kids find the hope in the situation?
We start by remembering the words of Romans 15:13: May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
God is the God of hope. This is a long game, and we know who wins in the end. Hope endures, light shines because God brings hope. Hope is found in a tiny baby in a manger. It’s found in a young man nailed to a cross. Hope shines out of an empty tomb.
Make no mistake. Every single life that was taken in that bar in Orlando was precious to God. It doesn’t matter what they believed, what they did or who they were. God loved them as part of his precious creation, just like He loves you and me. Their senseless massacre broke God’s heart.
And it should break ours, too. While we help our kids focus on the hope that is found in knowing that God triumphs in the end, we also must be careful to help them grieve the tragedy of the moment. Because the biggest danger in this post-9/11 world is that we and our kids become immune to the immensity of these events. We can start to view them as just another attack. Just another death.
We want ourselves and our kids to never lose sight of the fact that whenever hate causes someone to take a life, it’s an immense tragedy. It is Satan grabbing hold of this world and announcing that he has no intention of letting it go.
And it’s our job to shine light into that darkness. It’s our calling to help where we can. It’s our responsibility to pray without ceasing for the victims, for the families, and, yes, even for the perpetrators. Because the only way we raise kids who can see the good through the evil, who can find hope in the hopeless, is to make sure that the things that break God’s heart are still breaking ours.
So, today, talk with your kids. Remind them that God is still in control. Talk with them about the reality of evil in the world. Grieve the senseless tragedy of the moment with them. Then find a way to help. Pray for all those affected. Hold onto the hope. Because in this dark moment where it seems evil has triumphed, hope is the most important thing left.