I Don't Understand...

I don't understand evil.  I don't want to.  I don't understand hatred.  I don't want to.  I don't want to understand why they exist, or why they have to be such a big part of this world.  I don't understand why someone who is unhappy thinks the answer to that unhappiness is in hurting others.  Wouldn't it make more sense to just pack your bags and leave?  Go somewhere new?  Start over again?  How can anything... ANYTHING... be so bad in someone's life that they believe the answer is in lashing out at others?  Innocent others?  Beautiful, loving, dearly missed others? 

It's so senseless... 

And later, is there remorse?  Is there shock and disbelief at the reality of what they've done?  Or are these untrained, mind-controlled, robot-like souls really believing it's all a game?  That when the show is done, everybody gets up and goes home?  Like on TV?  Do they believe there are "do-overs?"  Do they understand the meaning of real?  Or final?

We need to get hold of our children's minds, and not let them be formed by the media, or video games, or gangs from the dark side.  We need to put God back into the family, God back into the schools, God back into the training of our children.  Let me re-phrase that:  We need to LET God back into the family, LET God back into the schools, LET God back into the training of our children.  He is here... we've just closed the door on Him so we can go about our busy, schedule-filled days of earning money to buy things we think we need, filling every moment of every day with non-essential things, running in a million directions at once, fracturing the family  -  the one true strength God designed for us.  And all the while, the devil is dancing with glee...


I am so disheartened these last few days.  Rest in peace, you dearly loved children of God.  I will pray for your families, and for the monster that sent you Home too soon.  ♥

Cheri  ♥