No matter how dark or evil the moment, love wins. It always has.
But evil wasn’t part of the original plan. “In the beginning God created...” Earth and man and woman and plants and animals...and every last bit of everything he created...was good. God said it was good...perfect...love-filled...free.
Because there was freedom there was also free choice. So man and woman were created with the ability to freely choose between right and wrong...darkness and light...good and evil.
And that’s how we arrived at the very dark moment in the early hours of June 12 in Orlando, Florida when evil momentarily prevailed. A man filled with indescribable hate did the unthinkable, killing 49 fellow humans, beautiful humans, that God created. That’s what hate does.
And we actually have legislators who believe this kind of unutterable hate, a heart problem, can be controlled with manmade laws. Evil does not need a Sig Sauer rifle to accomplish a damnable deed. Does anyone really believe those with that much evil in their hearts would care about laws or regulations? Even if the left hit the jackpot and every gun was confiscated, evil would still find a way.
It’s largely illegal to own guns in China. Because the Chinese government values human life about as much as Planned Parenthood values babies, it’s pretty obvious gun laws weren’t designed to protect anyone. They also banned knives after a spate of deadly knife and cleaver attacks on school kids that left 20 dead and 50 wounded. Even with knives banned, a crazy, knife-wielding Chinese man went on another stabbing spree at an elementary school awhile back.
Take away guns and haters will use knives. Take away knives and they’ll find something else until we’re all forced to eat steak with teaspoons. Evil always finds a way.
But so does love.
The world should note the two groups liberals currently court obviously cannot coexist while the one it demonizes, Christianity, always comes to the rescue.
Christian organizations like Franklin Graham’s Rapid Response chaplains and the American Red Cross always show up in times like this. Chick-Fil-A even opened up on Sunday to feed those making blood donations.
A Chicago man named Greg Zanis, who heard about the Orlando massacre, stayed up all night building 49 white crosses. He drove 1,200 miles to Orlando, delivering them, with no pomp and circumstance, in the middle of the night, slipping out of town before sunrise, a Tennessee newspaper reported.
He built crosses because that symbol of death is really a symbol of life for those who understand that this sometimes nasty, horrible, awful place that we currently dwell is not all there is to life. The good news is there’s good news. Love won finally and foremost when the one God sent died on a cross for us. No matter where we currently find ourselves, in a gay bar, behind bars, or sitting self-righteously in a church pew, God desperately desires that we give ourselves to him.
This life is dreadfully unpredictable. Odds are, not one of the 49 people killed in Orlando had even a passing thought that the song they danced to in the Pulse nightclub would be their last.
For me, a recent morning’s run might have been my last when a mother moose and two babies stepped out of the woody shadows of a trail and onto my path. She charged me. My dogs charged her back as I jumped over a guardrail. And then, in a split-second, it seemed as if an invisible wall of protection surrounded me and my dogs. There is no other explanation. She retreated, I gathered my dogs and ran the fastest two-and-a-half miles ever, back to my SUV.
I was okay, but even if I wasn’t, that would be okay too, because I know where I’m headed next. What about you?
Susan lives in Alaska and writes about culture, politics and current events. Contact her by Facebook or at writestamper@gmail.com