My heart has been heavy this week.
I look at this blank screen and feel like there’s not much to say. I’m a bit horrified (but not very surprised) that after the sufficient six hours of “mourning”, everyone’s passionate opinions rise to the surface and the ugliness continues. And here I am, unable to wrap my head around the fact that fifty mamas will never see their children again.
In the wake of such tragedy, I’ve been asking all the questions: How can I, a mother with a handful of children and another on the way, do anything to change the world for the better? How do I raise these children in such a scary world?
While I wish the answer was something exciting, my heart knows that it’s right here in the same ordinary life I’m living right now. It begins with my family: teaching kindness and compassion to my children, both in word and in deed (especially in deed!). It means praying earnestly for peace and perseverance. It means truly listening to the prompting of the Holy Spirit for opportunities to be generous and kind to the people in my community. It means holding fast to the knowledge that good always triumphs over evil and Christ has already won this fight.
I think in some way, that’s why I continue to come back to this space. It’s my small- SMALL – way to share goodness in the world. In a world of absolute ugliness (I’m looking at you, Facebook), I want to be just one tiny light. I pray for the courage to continue.
P.S. In the spirit of spreading kindness, we’re hosting a quick giveaway on our Big White Farmhouse Facebook page today! We’d love for you to add your name to the hat.
