Most People Are Good

I believe that if you just go by the nightly news

I can’t get the recent high school shooting in Parkland, FL out of my head. Or the ones at Sandy Hook and Columbine. And Las Vegas. An old college friend of mine was killed in that massacre while watching a country music concert with her daughter.

Today on TV, I watched students and parents whose children were killed in school shootings speak to politicians and President Trump. The emotions are raw. So much anger and unbelievable grief.

I have friends who are teachers. It’s unfathomable to them that they have to discuss being armed in the classroom or think about saving their students from a bullet.

The issue is amazingly complex. Gun control, mental health, the age someone can  purchase a weapon. But this post isn’t political and I won’t go into my beliefs on the Second Amendment.

I just can’t get it out of my mind… How someone can be so evil.

We’re all touched by these tragedies. We pray for the beautiful souls who were killed. We grieve that their lives were cut short by a senseless act of violence.

And what about their parents? Brothers, sisters, and family members? And the people who were there that day and experienced the sheer terror firsthand? They witnessed horrific scenes, heard gunshots, ran for their lives, and knew people around them were dead. Many of these were children. 

I saw a teen interviewed after the Parkland shooting. She said she can’t possibly walk back onto campus. Several of her friends died there.

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Lives are changed forever. My heart breaks for them. Thousands of people who somehow have to deal with what happened and try to move on. That seems impossible.

I think about those affected by these mass shootings, and can’t imagine what they have to endure: severe trauma, anxiety, depression, and post traumatic stress.

This morning I watched The Today Show while I ate my breakfast, and saw stories on the Parkland shooting and gun control laws. A father held up a photo of his beautiful teenage daughter. With tears and a shaky voice filled with anger, he said he doesn’t get to see his precious girl anymore. He has to visit her at the grave instead.

How can people be so evil?

My heart was heavy and I couldn’t wrap my head around the senseless violence. It was time to drive to my friend’s house to go for our weekly walk, so I got in the car and turned on the radio.

The timing was perfect. Really — It couldn’t have been better.

One of my favorite songs was on. “Most People Are Good” by Luke Bryan.

I believe most people are good

And most mamas oughta qualify for sainthood

I believe most Friday nights look better under neon or stadium lights

I believe you love who you love

Ain’t nothing you should ever be ashamed of

I believe this world ain’t half as bad as it looks

I believe most people are good

YES. They are. Most people are good.

And that’s what I’m going to focus on.


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