A mother of eleven children was slaughtered in the name of Allah.
The murder of one is never an event which is solitary in nature because the true and living God sees our generations.
Perhaps one of my favorite selections, a bit dark but thick with sentiment is “The Invention of Solitude” by Paul Auster.
“Gird thyself like a man” in Biblical fashion as I share a portion which some may find distasteful but it makes the necessary point. I will free you from the fee-for-sex act scenario and get right into the game:
“As he came in her mouth a few moments later, with a long and throbbing flood of semen, he had this vision, at just that second, which has continued to radiate inside him: that each ejaculation contains several billion sperm cells – or roughly the same number as there are people in the world – which means that, in himself, each man holds the potential of the entire world. And what would happen, could it happen, is the full range of possibilities: a spawn of idiots and geniuses, of the beautiful and the deformed, of saints, catatonics, thieves, stock brokers, and high-wire artists. Each man therefore, is the entire world, bearing within his genes, a memory of all mankind.”
Brenda Lee Marquez-McCool has left behind eleven children. Her generations are secured. But what of those who died without securing their own generations? There were both straights and gays slaughtered in the Pulse Club spree killing.
In the JudeoChristian tradition we serve a Merciful God who tells us very simply, “Thou Shalt Not Kill”.
Allah commands killing. It is a right of Allah over man.
My faith is anchored and strong. My hand will never be raised against the other.