I live twenty-five minutes from the Cinema 16 theater in Aurora.
Twenty- five minutes the other direction is Columbine High School.
Forty-five minutes to the south is New Life Church where a gunman opened fire five years ago.
This I know: life is uncertain.
It’s always been uncertain. But these tragedies, these horrors, remind us. They capture our attention more effectively than the heart attack rate ever will.
This I know: we will all die.
But again, this kind of death, the terror, the complete lack of sense or reason grabs us by the throat. Fear takes a good handle and doesn’t easily shake off.
The question that drives us to distraction is “Why?” So many whys.
This I know: I don’t know.
I cannot explain why because God does not explain Himself to me. I don’t know why. God does know why. That’s enough.
This I know: God was there; He saw. God is not helpless; He is all-powerful and can do anything. God is good; He cares.
Those things don’t always reconcile in my head. I’ve spent a lot of time wrestling with this, trying to make it fit in times of painful confusion. Which of those three things am I going to choose to disbelieve because they can’t all be true? And yet, they are.
That’s what faith is, I think. It’s looking past what we don’t know to what we do know.
God was there.
God was not helpless.