Hungarian writer
Frigyes Karinthy wrote about the ‘Six degrees of separation’ – were we are all
interlinked within five links of friendship circles. Maybe it is for this
reason the current events in Holland touch me so much. 194* … just a number .. until you reach that moment
that you know someone (or as many others, no someone who knows someone).
grief in the shape of many a hearse |
Suddenly a plane
shot to bits above a volatile part of our planet, becomes personal, suddenly
John Lennons’ ideal in ‘imagine all the people .. living in peace’ seems even
further away and unobtainable. How can there be peace, in a situation like
this, how can there be rest for weary souls, how can there be justice when
politics are involved, how can there be One Who is called Love? None of it
makes sense at that moment of impact, it is all so Ecclesiastical.
The Dutch nation
called for a day of National mourning, and the Bible tells me to join in, but
how? They’re asking for a minute silence, ‘cause what word could bring comfort?
What song could be sung? What on Gods earth can re-unite those families with
loved ones?
People are
shouting for justice, for sanctions, for some sort of retaliation … well .. for
at least .. something. But politicians are watching the financial markets and
families are soon left to grieve alone. Worldcups will still be planned and gas
will still flow.
Facebook and
Twitter, remind me of family gatherings and friendship circles that will never
be the same again. Smiley faces in group pictures, that will never be
replicated. Joyful people, now mourning their vast loss. Words of Black Eyed
Peas are ringing in the none numb parts of my brain – Where is the Love ya’ll?
Well for me ..
it is Love, hanging His Son on a cross.
Love, tearing Himself apart .. that to me is Love. I don’t have clever
answers or insights into this mess, all I have is Father .. with arms open
wide, all I have is His robes, soaking up my tears, all I have is Jesus ….
*(194 is the
current number of Dutch people on board flight MH-17, a total of 293 perished)
Touching piece... Recognisable. And yes, all we can do is look at that Son you're mentioning..
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