Rubbing Salt In Wounds

I have been shaken, as have many, by the barbarous actions of James Holmes in Aurora. I have also been shaken by some of the words of survivors or family members of survivors. It may not be popular to say this, but I must…

I want to scream everytime I hear a survivor or a family member of a survivor says something along the lines of, “The only reason I made it out was that God was with me,” or “My daughter was so close to being hit and dying. I just praise the Lord for looking out for my Jenna.”

This kind of talk is so cliché in our society that many don’t give it much thought. But I can tell you who does give it thought: those family members who lost sons and daughters in that theater. Having lost my own son, (he was only 16), in 1997, I can assure you that nothing stings worse than hearing people say “God” saved them or their children leaving the obvious to linger. “God” wasn’t with my child, or those that died in Theater 9 at the movies in Aurora. Sometimes people just don’t think. Can you imagine just having lost a 6-year-old daughter or grandchild in that theater and then have to listen to somebody talk about how they made it out alive because, “God was with them?” Oh, the pain. The horror. Rubbing salt into wounds that says that the little innocent 6-year-old was abandoned by God while he saved others and was “with them.”

This kind of thing happens too often and shows a cruelty and selfishness that’s hard to listen to.