Living in a World of Chaos

I'm going to a funeral Mass this afternoon. It's for a mom of eight. She was only fifty and most of the children are still at home, the youngest only seven. Death wasn't sudden for her. She's been battling cancer for several years and her last months were a marathon of suffering, both physical and emotional, not only for her but for her immediate and large extended family. They suffered with dignity, faith, cheerfulness, and confidence in the Lord. At the wake last night the viewing line extended to the back of the church for almost an hour as friends and family gathered and waited to pray and pay their respects.

Rescue workers assist toddler caught in sarin gas attack.

It's in that context that we came home from to listen to the news about the sarin gas attack and our bombing of the airfield in Syria, and, of course, to see the terrible pictures of the innocent little ones dead and dying. 

And now the Facebook wars have begun with all the armchair analysts taking sides. Assad did it! No, it was the rebels creating a false flag to get U.S. power behind them. It was an act of war. No it was a tactical event against terrorism. It was the right thing to do in the face of an atrocity. There were no U.S. interests involved, we should have stayed out of it.

My head is spinning!