Thank you for this essay, for taking the time to share the details of this horrible event and most importantly those who lost their lives. I imagine all three of them as precious, faithful men who were committed to their families and faith. And yes, I feel grief for their loss and for their families and community. What we have lost in this digital age is our shared humanity - the ability to see each other as “like” and “same” rather than “other”. It’s a crying shame.
Two lines from a poem I wrote called "For Giving Endings," in a book I published, called "Crossing Thresholds, Island Relfections," after reading Parker Palmer's delicious book "On the Brink of Everything."
Thank you for this essay, for taking the time to share the details of this horrible event and most importantly those who lost their lives. I imagine all three of them as precious, faithful men who were committed to their families and faith. And yes, I feel grief for their loss and for their families and community. What we have lost in this digital age is our shared humanity - the ability to see each other as “like” and “same” rather than “other”. It’s a crying shame.
I am filled with grief. Will this KILLING ever stop.
Two lines from a poem I wrote called "For Giving Endings," in a book I published, called "Crossing Thresholds, Island Relfections," after reading Parker Palmer's delicious book "On the Brink of Everything."
"Broken open, not apart,
This is how I heal my heart."
And do we have room for compassion for the two teens who chose violence ?
What are their stories?
Perhaps later. Right now, not.