Originally Posted at the Common Threads Blog,
Centre Daily Times, April 19, 2007
I found out about the events at Virgina Tech on Monday evening. Like others, I shook my head disbelievingly, in shocked silence, at the senseless, random violence that had ended so many lives.
On Tuesday morning, after knowing more details, I found myself wanting some moments of silence.
Long moments of silence… to mourn the unfinished lives of innocent souls disrupted abruptly in the midst of their ordinary morning schedules.
Long moments of silence… to think about all the families who have lost in one fell swoop their reasons for living and their sense of tomorrow.
Questions pop up between the moments of silence…mostly searching for a rationale, about what, if anything could have been done in the past, to prevent what happened this week.
Questions pop up about what we can do today to prevent something like this in the future.
Questions pop up…on how our society helps people who are in trouble…on how they get into trouble…. on the role of guns, violence and materialism…on the many people in our society, who live everyday, feeling that they do not matter.
But the questions don’t survive for long in my mind…. as the sadness and shock bring back the silence. A silence that realizes that none of the questions that pop up can bring back the loved ones, now lost forever, to their families.