Wildfires galore affected Colorado from north to south. And soon after the Waldo Canyon fire is 100% contained, tragedy strikes an hour north of my town in a place called Aurora. Aurora, a name whose Latin origin means dawn, finds itself face to face with darkness at its most evil when a madman takes aim at a theater full of people watching Dark Knight Rises.
It is true: I perennially chase blue skies. But this world sometimes make me want to curl up invisible and beg Jesus to come sooner than later.
I don’t know when that will happen, but I do know what is happening now. He cries with those who suffer and lost. He holds them close. And that’s what we can do now for those families, share quietly in their grief and hope knowing some way, some how, Jesus will bring beauty from ashes.
In the words of this precious woman who was in that Aurora theater with her two daughters,
“God is always good. Man is not. Don’t get the two confused.”
Dawn will break and the sun will rise because the Son refuses to let darkness have the final say. Holding onto Him, the One who rose to fill all the dark places with new life…
Praying for the beautiful community of Aurora.
A great read detailing a miraculous discovery and recovery of one of the victims. Oh the chills!
Another article here describing selfless acts of heroism during those terrifying moments in the theater.
Lysa TerKeurst shares words of wisdom on what to do when there really are no words.