Please pray for our little town of Windsor, Colorado. We are a grieving community, and the best thing for us is prayer, and normalcy.
I’m a pastor of an Evangelical Covenant Church in Greeley, CO, but we live in Windsor. My daughter is a junior in high school and has seen too much pain in the past month for anyone to suffer. Today I received a phone call from my daughter that there was an entire school lock down in session. Usually this is a drill, “but today, dad, they didn’t say it was a drill. The lady on the speakers just said, ‘everyone get into your classrooms and close all doors.'”
About 45 minutes later my daughter calls me again and she’s crying so hard that I can’t understand her plea. “Dad, he’s gone, Jack is dead. He took his own life behind the school and I don’t know what to do.” What am I supposed to say? “Honey, I don’t know what’s happening, but are you safe?” “Yes, daddy, I’m safe and I’m ok.”
We met for lunch and then went back to the school to see what we could do to pray or listen to kids who were grieving. We entered the library as the building was in trauma crisis reaction. Police, firefighters, EMT and counselors are on hand to speak with those in need and handle the situation at hand. I saw many of my pastoral faith community leaders there to counsel with kids. My daughter embraced her friends and wept with many.
One question that we heard over and over again, “Why are so many bad things happening?” We don’t have the answers to the question why. This month there was a drunk driving collision where a student lost his life, and another situation in a local school of another suicide, a mom died of cancer and loss is rearing it’s ugly head.
A counselor told me once that we all want to know answers to the question why, but maybe the important question at this time is “what can we do now”?
How does our faith shine through when the world seems dark? Where do we gather strength for tomorrow when we need to face our pain and go back to school, back to work and back into the pulpit?
After dinner tonight, I sat with the Bible, longing for Jesus to speak to me and give me another sense of His sure foundation and faith for my life. I searched the Psalms and the Lord spoke through Psalms 94.
16 Who will rise up for me against the wicked?
Who will take a stand for me against evildoers?
17 Unless the Lord had given me help,
I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death.
18 When I said, “My foot is slipping,”
your unfailing love, Lord, supported me.
19 When anxiety was great within me,
your consolation brought me joy.
When anxiety was great within me, your consolation (oh Lord) brought me joy. The Lord longs to bring you consolation dear one. The Lord is the consolation for our grief and pain and sorrow.
I don’t know the journey you are walking this season. I do know the pain my family is suffering with all this loss around us. The one who knows pain more than we do, is our Lord God. He knows first hand what it is like to lose his son. He knows grief and loss and sorrow. Come to the Heavenly Father in your time of great need and he will console you today.
Please pray for our little community of Windsor, CO tonight. We are grieving and hurting and low. Somehow we will walk through this to see another day, but for now, our hearts are heavy and sad. There have been too many funerals for high school kids to attend.