I am deeply distressed about the massacre of fellow humans in Orlando, Florida on June 12. The fact that the lives of innocent people were gunned down simply for being gay is horrifying.
I find myself in deep mourning.
I mourn the loss of life. I mourn the bitter grieving that families and friends have been thrust into.
I mourn that hatred could so control an individual.
I mourn a society that can foster such discrimination.
All of Canadian society should be weeping. It is a sad event for the human family.
But I also find myself weeping for my own people in particular - my family of faith.
I mourn the hateful discrimination of the LGBTQ community in our own families’ experience – and how this massacre reminds them of this.
I mourn the increased terror some of our youth will experience – already too terrified to acknowledge their sexual orientation.
I mourn the way God will be misrepresented. No one should feel placed outside of God’s mercy and passionate love.
I don't want fear and misunderstanding to begin with feelings of hostility. God is not honoured in violence. Righteousness is not portrayed through violence.
I pray for something different. I pray that my family of faith will be something different. This is my hope.
But today I am in mourning.
There is reason to weep whenever hatred is given expression.