Well its happened again.a young man innocent as a bluebird here today and gone tomorrow. No explanation or reason.just another stat in the nexts days obituaries.
But its a tragedy. A real genuine gut twisting deep empty tragedy for the people who he leaves behind.its not just another stat.it is very real.many days of haunting emptiness and hopelessness are ahead.but things get better and things heal.time and love are the only cure for that kind of hole in a human heart.
But this raised a question for myself (everytime tragedys happen as a survivor you go through the same process of all those emotions again) what if my brother died for a reason? To show me something in my life that I needed correcting? And what if 5 years later, 10 years later, 30 years later, and up until the day I pass on,I have my head stuck in the eternal sands of selfishness and I never see why? And his death was all in tragic vain because it did me no good?
Wouldn't that actually be a bigger tragedy than my brother dying in the middle of a cold Iowa cornfield in the middle of the night?
I don't think God punishes people by striking loved ones from their life with a righteous wrath.but I do believe when he allows something like this to happen, he is asking each and every one of us to look inside of ourselves and do a little soul searching.not my neighbor, the guy beside me, or the guy one row over with a booze habit.Me.
So the question I have for myself and you is; do I really want to be a participator in a bigger tragedy? The loss of my loved one in vain?
Machets gute
