Woke up to the news of the school massacre in Connecticut. I looked at news reports and after a while I had to stop reading.Sat down with a mug of coffee and took a long deep breath. So many small children murdered.
I couldn’t look at the frightening timeline around other recent massacres either. What does it mean when there is an intensifying pattern to senseless killings? What kind of society have we helped to create, what kind of global violence is escalating? And my heart bleeds for parents and teachers and traumatised children everywhere.
And as always there were those who did all they could to intervene and help, those who gave their lives. Those who will go on giving and trying to help in the face of powerlessness. That is where hope is to be found.