[Note: I'm re-posting this from last year. I wrote it about the slaughter at Virgina Tech, but it applies just about all the time, and certainly right now. Hope you find it helpful.]
I haven’t written anything yet about the horrible crime at Virgina Tech because I didn’t have anything new or different to say about it. I don’t see the sense in repeating what you can read elsewhere.
I probably still don’t have anything new to say about it, but something occurred to me today that I thought I’d pass on in hopes that it might be helpful. It fully applies to what happened at VT, but it also applies to a whole lot of other parts of life as well.
When things like this happen I hear a lot of people talk about how senseless it is. And of course they are right. Slaughtering 32 other people because you are miserable and your life sucks, makes absolutely no sense at all.
Once we firmly establish that it’s senseless, we then turn to “experts,” friends, neighbors, etc. to try and make sense of it anyway!
Frankly, that doesn’t make sense either!
As hard as it seems to be for modern people to accept, the fact is that life is full of things that don’t make sense. Mass murder is only one. How about child abuse or cancer or a tsunami or any of a hundred other inexplicable things? They are senseless and seemingly random, and they happen everyday.
A husband or wife betrays and leaves their family, a Pastor betrays his vows and church, it’s all there and often on public display. These senseless things range from the worst human behavior, to the slightly silly, such as tax law and airline fee schedules.
No one can quite figure them out.
And that’s my point. There comes a point when I need to stop asking why and start asking what. And the sooner I get to that point the better off I’ll be.
Why did this happen? Why did he or she do that? Who knows? We’ll never fully understand why people do certain thing. Heck, I don’t even completely understand why I do somethings, so how on earth am I supposed to figure out why somebody else does what they do?
Why did cancer strike this particular person? I don’t know and short of heaven I’ll never know!
Even if I did know, would it really make me feel any better? Knowing why it happened won’t bring back one person from the dead.
So my little suggestion to you is simply this - don’t ask why, ask what!
- What can I learn from this?
- What is God trying to teach me from this?
- What can I do to keep this from happening in my life or the lives of those I love?
You’ll get a lot farther and be a lot more peaceful if you learn to ask what and trust God to deal with the whys. We’ll never understand most of that in this life, but He can be trusted to hold those mysteries and unveil them to us when the time is right.
May God bless all those who are suffering at VT, and all those struggling with the unexplainable.