More candlelight vigils, more prayer services, more memorials for innocents. More words of condolence while cameras roll, and then, nothing. Nothing but empty words, temporary sidewalk shrines, and devastated lives.
As a pastor, I'm tired. Tired of leading prayer services for victims of senseless violence, tired of lighting a candle in the dark that, like the flicker of attention such tragic events bring, simply sputters and goes out. Tired of trying to find words of comfort when words don't breathe and smile and hug like a 6-year-old can.
Tired of hearing about the bullying tactics of the NRA and the powerful political clout of the gun lobbyists and watching skittish politicians concede. I'm sick and tired of Second Amendment excuses for first-degree murders.
Tell me why any civilian needs to own an assault weapon, which is designed solely to kill people indiscriminately and in large numbers? What about my right, and the rights of all Americans, to worship freely, and without fear?
As a person of faith, I say it's time to arise. Stand up to the gun lobby, put pen to paper and let our legislators, let the candidates and politicians know. You want my vote? Do something about gun violence, now. Do something to stop easy access to assault weapons and ammunition by the bucket load. Stop talking and do something.
Commiserating with the bereaved and wounded, that's nice, but not enough. We all have to do something to change this blasted culture of violence, we all can do something. If enough people say, "Enough!" it just might be.