The horror in theather 9

This world has so much horror in it sometimes.

 We go along thinking all is well and life is good and then BAM the outside world comes slamming into our nightly news and welds itself onto our brain with excrusiating pain.  The thought of sitting in a dark movie theater and waiting as I have done hundreds of times in my life for some enriching fun escaptism to take me away is now a reason for mini-panic-attacks.   Ive been to 2 movies since the tragedy in Theater 9 in Aurora Colorado on July 20, 2012.  Spiderman and "The Dark Knight" The Batman movie that was playing that fateful night.  It was all I could do to stay seated while the credits began at the beginning of the show... Truefully all I could think about is what part of the movie did he throw that cannester of tear gas and what row was the first poor victim sitting in when he raised his rifle and pulled the trigger?  Was it loud and action packed or the slow part where Batman dances with Catwoman?   I shrank alittle in my seat and held my purse on my lap because I knew I could stop a bullet with my big heavy filled with junk purse.... pfffff.   What crap... If it had happended in this theater would I fall over my friend to save her life or would I step over everyone in an effort to save my own?  Would the 3 boys that sat beside us be heros or like the guy who ran all the way home and left his family in theater 9???

I do think of those 3 men in Theater 9 that gave up their lives for their girlfriends.  What amazing bravery.  That is what real men are made of.  What greatness is.  I hope that when they got to the hallowed presense of Father in Heaven that he hugged them all with open arms and praised them for their selfless acts of courage. 

I dont know what drove this crazed killer to do what he did, but he has taken yet another piece of innocence away from all of us.  Dragged humanity down to a dark place that we fight so hard to pretend does not exist.  Was he a bad person, was he possessed by satan, or did he just feel so alone that nothing mattered, no one mattered.  Loneliness, a sense of being disconnected from others is a very dark place indeed.  We need to reach out more to one another. To care about each other more.  I know Iam bad at gathering those I know who need more love and encouragement up and giving it to them.  But I do pray for more insight, for more love in my heart to help those I know need it.  Including maybe even my self.....

God Bless us all, Save Us All.  And give us all the courage those 3 young men had in that Theater on that dark July night.