Insufficient Words at the Loss of Precious Lives

How do you describe today's sadness? You can't.

Twenty little elementary schoolers died today and there are no words really.  Suddenly every other news story pales in comparison as well as every problem of mine, every issue I've raised, every word I've written.  None of it matters in comparison to those 20 precious little lives.  

About 2 months ago the Atlanta Botanical Garden, the place where I work, was filled for a day with wide-eyed kindergartners from city of Atlanta schools.  There were no behavior issues with this group.  There was no struggling to keep these children engaged.  There was just a garden full of precious kindergartners taking it all in with innocent wonder.  A Trachycarpus fortunei?  Wow!  A rare orchid? Awesome!  A big puddle?  Yea!  A tiny stretch of lawn with really nothing in it but grass?  Incredible!  Oh, God love em.  There is nothing like a kindergartner!  

My own precious boys.  My own memories of their kindergarten years. Their introduction to the larger world, to school, to homework, to teachers, to other kids, to buses, school lunches.   

My own anxiety for their precious little selves in school 5 days a week.  My joy at construction paper rainbows and pencil holders made out of popsicle sticks.   

The tragedy of those parents who were undoubtedly not allowed to rush into the classroom today to see and be with what remained of their children, which, as any parent knows, goes completely against nature and instinct. 

My heart aches for them and the loss of their little ones.  And I humbly admit in the face of their unspeakable grief that there is really nothing I can say.  

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Philip Beck December 16, 2012 at 09:55 PM
Your comment about the parents not being allowed to collect the remains of their children, when there isn't anything of real importance to be gained by piecing together what horror went on a few minutes earlier, gave me pause. How helpless it must have made these grieving parents feel.
Philip Beck December 18, 2012 at 12:51 AM
The "cause" for what happened to those innocent children and teachers has been debated every time these tragedies take place. However, when for several generations we have allowed an atmosphere to be fostered that tells our nation’s youth that God our Father is irrelevant except in church, that belief in God is for people that don’t have the intellectual capability to “think bigger” than that, that we are simply biological accidents, that we are no different from any other member of the planet’s animal kingdom, that trees have souls, that it’s just a matter of a woman’s choice, that we are just an individual glob of animated protoplasm with nothing more to look forward to than this existence in this brief life on Earth, what should witnesses to this horror expect? This is the net result.


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