Reject hate

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My heart aches for what has happened in Colorado Springs; another attack on LGBTQ Americans, another mass shooting. Another example of extremism within this nation that seems unable to wrench itself from gun violence and intolerance. The question of why is complicated, also in my opinion frighteningly simple; people are fearful and at times they choose to assume a mantle of power to combat their insecurities. Weapons of instantaneous destruction are readily available. And another community is shattered.

Slogans are rife, social media full of condolences and some backbiting. But what doesn't change is how fragile are human beings, ripped apart by bullets and loathing. Murdered by rifles and prejudice. In a week where we as citizens of the United States are to give thanks, a dark cloud hovers, and perhaps the most important element regarding our gratitude is our lives. Freedom and liberty are bandied about but not all experience that sensation. This is one nation, allegedly under God, but so hollow of a claim does that seem. So hollow.

My prayers are with those in Colorado Springs who were injured in the attack on Club Q, the families and beloveds of those murdered, and with all who share in their sorrows. My prayers are also with those who either by their support or silence condone this catastrophe; I ask those people to reject hate. Spurn those who encourage hate. Repudiate those who fear liberty truly shared by all equally. Rebuff those who are unwilling to open their hearts to every person.

Reject hate. Christ did (Matthew 22:39, Mark 12:31, Luke 10:25-37, John 15:12, 17).

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