I took a break from social media. It feels like many people have. And we're getting ready to head to the mountains tomorrow. For work. Poor me. :) I pondered a lot this week and got to the heart of my overwhelm I think. First, I don't get overwhelmed very easily so I knew I needed a break. One of the the things I realized is when these horrible things are happening, how hard it is to have them come one on top of the other without pause.
Of course, that they happen at all.
But each lost human being could barely be honored and remembered before another was taken. One sad, sad event can barely be grieved before another happens. I remember when we mourned for years for one single sadness when the world was simpler. The crimes were so few and far between we were allowed a season of grief.
The gun is a good metaphor, no?
Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. One right after the other.
And then there's basically this sad, sad mass grave of the heart. God rest all their souls. May they fly free from this madness into Love.