I can only imagine…
How it feels…
… to have loved ones in a plane intentionally shot down…
… to have actually been on that plane…
… would I have felt anything?
… known anything?
… what my final moments on the planet would have been like…
… what my eyes and face will someday see…
I can only imagine.
The depth of the emotion of those left here…
… Australian Kaylene Mann, who lost her stepdaughter in this crash — after losing her brother and sister-in-law when Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370 tragically disappeared in March — a plane still not found…
… Barry and Izzy Sim, who were told in the final moments before boarding that their flight was too full; they were being moved to another plane — thus shockingly, mercifully learning later what they were spared…
… how they will live now…
I can only imagine.
What goes through the heads and hearts of those involved or those expected to react…
… world leaders — expressing outrage at the act, respect for the victims, compassion for the families, and attempting to cede all scoring of self-motivated political points…
… Russian Pres. Vladimir Putin, who may or may not have been aware or responsible, who may or may not be motivated by evil…
… the one who pulled the trigger on the missile, who most likely was motivated by evil…
I can only imagine.
At the time the shot was heard ‘round the world on Thursday, when reports surfaced of the downed passenger plane, I was on the phone with a customer service rep, making a routine appointment. As she was waiting on her computer to proceed with scheduling, I asked if she was aware of the fateful Malaysian flight. She responded affirmatively; her shock was obvious and apparent. When the discussion evolved into the aspect that the jet was hit by a missile — meaning an explosive was intentionally shot in its direction — the gal expressed an audible, strong shiver, adding, “I don’t like to think about things like that.”
Isn’t that the point?
We don’t like to think about things like that. We don’t like to think about the lives lost… what actually happened. It’s outrageous. Awful. Heinous and heartbreaking.
We also don’t like to think about who could have pulled that trigger — who launched and ordered the launch of that missile. It was wrong. Sinful. Evil.
We don’t like those words. They make us incredibly uncomfortable. We don’t like admitting that wrong, sin, and evil exist on planet Earth.
We don’t like to imagine.
Respectfully…
AR