So I am reeling a bit here. I mentioned the Hart family murders in the previous blog post. In the town just next to me yesterday a 6 year old girl was killed by her parents and her 9 year old brother injured by them as well. A few towns over, an infant was killed.
I can't imagine how or why these things happen. I really believe life is sacred. I don't really mean that in the religious sense. I am a UU and a pagan. My religious beliefs are probably pretty much outside the main stream. However trusty dictionary.com defines sacred thus:
secured against violation, infringement, etc., as by reverence or sense of right:
properly immune from violence, interference, etc., as a person or office.
That sums it up pretty neatly for me. Children deserve always to be immune from violence, to be protected and safe, to have the possibility that is every young life viewed with reverence.
Somehow we have lost that as a society. It spreads across all demographics, all levels of social class. As we gathered to begin celebrating my youngest son's 14th birthday I was mindful that there is a child the next town over that will never turn 7. Everytime violence is perpetuated against a child people try to make sense of it. In the case of the Hart family much has been written about their adoptive family status, the fact that they were homeschoolers,the fact that they were a same sex marriage. The abuse and murder in my area was by biological parents,though apparently also homeschoolers.
I watched my kids laugh and celebrate this weekend. I gathered with friends and had the joy of holding and feeding their new baby while we visited and chatted. These times fill me with peace, with hope, with joy.
I think as a society when we lose those feelings, when we stop valuing the youngest and oldest among us, we are truly in dark, and scary times.
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