So I start a blog about grace, and eventually (because it hasn’t been around long enough yet) I wanted to talk about offering grace to the outsiders, to those curved folks who the straight-and-narrow churchy people sometimes try to straighten out.
Yet today, I can’t. I don’t want to offer grace. I don’t want to offer mercy. I can’t even pray for God to have mercy on James Holmes, the man who went into a theater very close to my home and shot 71 people at the midnight showing of Batman: The Dark Knight Rises, killing 12 people. Including a six-year-old child. My God.
The last thing I want for him is mercy. Grace is far from my mind.
And in that, perhaps I can only say once again, “God have mercy on me, a sinner.”
My prayers are with the families.