I'm sitting helplessly at my keyboard right now trying to figure out what to say, how to say it. Every time a school shooting happens I think of Mango. I was standing in Savers yesterday when somebody next to me walked up and said, "My sister just called me, and there's been another school shooting." She didn't know anything else, as her sister's cell phone had cut out. And we stood there for a moment in our collective bewilderment.
I am still standing here in my bewilderment.
Come, Lord Jesus, Come.