As I reflect upon this tragedy in Boston thus far, I am deeply saddened for all parties involved. I struggle to find words or to craft a status to share. But the truth is, no amount of words will make this situation any better.
There is a term associated with such pain and heartache as this: splagnizomai. In Biblical times, it was used to describe that the insides of a person groan and hurt so much. It was also used to describe how Jesus felt: that when translated to modern, everyday language, it would be something like, "Jesus was "wrought with splagnizomai." I think it's safe to say that we all feel some sense of this "splagnizomai" -in one way or another: for our friends, our family, our spouse. And, it's true that we will probably never look at the world the same way again. However, we need to remember that in the midst of this "splagnizomai", there has been hope; people helping each other, lifting one another's spirits, and just listening.
So, though the pain seems like a really bad batch of poorly made chocolate chip cookies - it's important to know that in between the burnt pieces, there was something originally good. There was a cookie that was created by the baker to taste delicious with all of that rich chocolatey flavor when you bite into it, but became burnt because of our need to be the "baker." Remember that the original cookie, the original Boston marathon was created for good - and, though all of this "burnt" stuff occurred, there is still a part of the baker's original idea for a scrumptious cookie that remains among the rubble. It's our job now, (and it always has been) to search for that "good" piece of the cookie - to pick it up and share it with others.
In short - FIND the cookie, CARE for the cookie, BE the cookie.
Cheers.
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