E-Commerce with an emphasis on Social Technologies
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You know as well as I do that death is perhaps THE hardest thing we deal with. When death involves criminal intent, when hard-working, regular people and innocent children are crushed to death in the span of two seconds by collapsing cement and falling steel, it makes death even harder to deal with. As Scott Klososky, Social Tech speaker and author, rendered an intimate tour of the Oklahoma City Bombing Memorial, we were stunned by the impact of evil and saddened by the bitterness of death.
But in the midst of despair, I looked for hope, for evidence of God’s response to evil. I saw four churches all around the square, each with the cross of Christ, reminding me of the innocent Son of Man whose symbol of death has survived 100 generations of evil. I saw an inscription about the “deeply rooted faith” of those left behind. And everywhere I saw love and respect, thoughtful consideration, and tender compassion shining through. The survivors, the loved ones left behind, and the community at large had rallied from their grief to create a reverent masterpiece. Good always triumphs over evil.
Looking closer, three man-made responses, one evident miracle, and something else…
“he leads me beside quiet waters” Ps 23
Field of Empty Chairs
“You will be missed, because your seat will be empty.” 1 Sam 20:18
The Message on the Wall
“And will not God bring about justice for his chosen ones, who cry out to him” Luke 18:7
“On each side of the river stood the tree of life” Rev 22:2
The toy firetruck
Why was this little toy firetruck just sitting there? Why a firetruck? Why now?
Throughout the ensuing dinner with Fred, Grace, Scott, Kent, and Jennifer, I thought of the images and of Scott’s stories of the “Red Book” and the “Blue Book”. After dinner, I asked Scott to take me back to see the chairs again. This time the lights in the glass bases under the chairs backlit the names. Scott waited in the truck – too painful. Understood.
Please Comment below. Where were you when this happened? What do you remember? What are your thoughts seeing all this? What about the firetruck? Don’t lurk, especially now.