My Facebook news feed was overflowing with "RIP Newtown" updates, photos of the victims, and anti-gun propaganda. In the midst of it all, this article caught my eye: I am Adam Lanza's Mother. If you haven't read it yet, please stop to do so now.
The tragedy in Newtown has taken an emotional toll on me. I watch Logan in awe as he plays with his boxes and dances joyfully to Vince Guaraldi's Linus and Lucy. But I can't help but feel scared. I know the world is a far scarier place today than it was when I was growing up. Sexting. Creepers on social media. Sandusky. Massacres. I remember praying fervently everyday during Logan's first few months, asking God to help me raise Logan well and to do the "right" thing. Now, I pray fervently for God's healing on the world so that the community can raise future generations well.
As President Obama reminded us, we have a communal responsibility to raise our children. It reminded me of when Logan was baptized. Our pastor asked the congregation to stand and make a commitment to help raise Logan in the church. Being a parent has already stretched my heart for children beyond my own-- and I always thought I'd be one of those parents who only really cared for her own kid! After the tragic events in Newtown, it's convicted me even more to take on a greater responsibility to pray and serve our children.
In the wise words of Michael Jackson, make a change.
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