I read today of a the death of a two year old girl in Kentucky who was shot to death by her five year old brother, clutching a “My first rifle.” To read the story, click here.
I have spoken of this before after the tragedy at the Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut but, as in every tragedy of the death of innocents, the call for justice and more control over our personal civil liberties to protect us from our own human frailties is the usual response by those of us with a moral conscience, even when tempered by reason.
For myself, I believe it is not enough to express moral outrage in times like these, for to do so seldom, if ever, seems to make any difference when all is said and done. I believe it is far better to look into my own heart to see where my own unconscious beliefs and behaviors help to hold in place the continuation of hate and violence against one another.
I believe that we are all divine children of God, no matter how we profess or express our own connection to the source of all things, whether by good or evil, for evil is as much a part of me by my own refusal to own up to my prejudices and the behavior it brings with it, as a part of being human.