In the Cupboard.

“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” To this day, especially in times of “disaster,” I remember my mother’s words and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers – so many caring people in this world.”

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Everywhere you turn you can hear the stories of heroes.  They crammed innocent souls into cabinets and bathrooms… cupped faces and shushed souls.

The librarian who barricaded the children in the closet…she wouldn’t open the door till the police passed a badge beneath the door.

Heroes stood up and in front of…. they lied of babies in gymnasiums , “no not here,” she would say as she died for the innocent lives of the babies she stashed in the cupboards.

We honor her as a hero…if so much doesn’t make sense… dying for innocent lives makes sense to us.

The principal’s husband was so angry for days after…

why would his wife lunge for the weapon,
sacrifice herself,
leave him?

He met the two woman she saved…and my eyes brim tears when he with pink cheeks said in a hushed  holy tone, “I was so angry till I met the women who are alive because of her…. now… I’m not angry anymore.”

When you think of someone sacrificing themselves for another innocent life… we honor it.

We can make some sense of it.

So today… I set the timer…and I think on the next verse… I Lectio Divina and I think on these things:

Romans 5:7-8
New International Version (NIV)
7 Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die.
8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this:
While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.