MEandering, from a place deep within ME.

My blog 'meanderings' is, as it says on the home page, NOT about being 'right' but about being 'faithful'.

 I write when I feel that God nudge because ignoring it feels cowardly.

Orlando today.  

Isis. LGBT community. 

Distorted minds that feed on HATE.

HATE that feeds irrational minds.

Been happening since the beginning of time...

...and continues.

But, there are more of us now and we have instant access to each other so what WAS IS...and GROWS...smack dab in front of our faces.

And, we have more and more and more GUNS.

Not just police, military, hunters but just about any AMERICAN.

AMERICANS can have GUNS.

It is our RIGHT.

You have read my thoughts before on that so I shall not repeat them but I will say that I fully believe that fewer folk would have been killed and/or injured if the 'accessible' weapon used was ANYTHING (with the exception of a bomb) than a FRICKIN' GUN!

But, here is the thought I have after EVERYONE of these killings, a thought that I have NOT meandered.

Because it is so personal.

But. it. is. time.

IF I know someone I love is irrational or distorted in their thinking, I do NOT want them to have easy access to a gun.

Why?

Because I love THEM...and I love HUMANITY.

Here's the personal piece.

When my uncle (who died alone in an apartment and was found by his SMELL) collected guns, I (even as a child) thought he should not have them.  AS A CHILD, I thought WHY would grown-ups let Uncle Jerry have GUNS?

When my Daddy (who I loved deeply), called my mother (as he was dying from the pills and alcohol that he took to take his own life) spewed nothing but anger, I REMEMBER thinking how relieved I was that HE did not have a gun with which to express that anger...toward himself or my mother.

WHY would ANYONE want GUNS to be accessible to the MANY (like my uncle and my daddy) whose minds are bent?

ESPECIALLY, if you love THEM...

...and you love HUMANITY.

Meandering, from a place deep within me.