In a cemetery in my hometown stands a tall, old memorial marker for a family that lived long ago, members of which died years apart from each other on various dates. One of the names listed on the marker is Charlotte Kirkland, who it says was the only daughter of her parents and died in 1850 at the age of 15.
Carved there is the beginning of a hymn:
"The gentle savior calls
Our children to his breast
He folds them in his gracious arms
Himself declares them blest."
These religious words of comfort no doubt were meant for the benefit of Charlotte's grieving parents. They're an assurance to inhabitants of an uncertain wilderness of matter that there's someone taking care of the daughter that was stolen from them, and that the offspring that was supposed to outlive them is not really gone, but still alive in some form or another.
When tragic circumstances happen, especially when one loses a child, belief that there was a divine reason for it-- that it was God's will-- sometimes helps fill the emptiness and blunt the seeming cruelty of the situation.
But what about situations in which the tragedy was not God's will, but rather resulted from the will of men? What if it happened because of a war that didn't need to be fought? A war that that was created by people focused on building their own legacies off of sending other people out to kill and die for them and their personal ambitions.
God...nature...whatever you want to believe rules the universe...didn't intended for the children of Fallujah, Iraq to to be born with freakish birth defects as a result of an invading army's use of depleted uranium, or for predator drones to cut down kids in Pakistan because central Asia is a pearl long sought after by our president's globalist masters.
God didn't tell this child in Libya that he has to spend the rest of his life with the lower part of his face missing because his country was an important domino in the West's plan to overthrow the Middle East and North Africa, and the staged revolution there wasn't panning out as well as expected.
What words of solace do you offer to parents who lose their children to the West's global grab for power? What words do you offer to an old mother who loses her adult son because he was a scientist for his government, or because when foreign armies attacked his homeland he decided to fight back-- a crime to those who prefer that their unprovoked invasions go unchallenged?
If you're an American these questions have no answer because there are no words to offer. A few of us can say "I'm sorry, I tried my best with what I had to stop this" but that doesn't raise the dead or grow limbs back. Unfortunately, many others simply dismiss our government's crimes with the words "Hey, that's war" as if these wars were an unstoppable asteroid zooming in from outer space rather than a willful decision by our leaders, whom we're accountable for, to do harm to others.
More frightening is the fact that there's a faction in our country that cheers the tragic situations our government creates.