World undone

The struggle is not to ferret out the perpetrator of whatever inconceivable deed that has transpired, but rather to come to terms with our own inability to comprehend, our own unwillingness to accept and our temptation to visit that alluring freedom the casting of blame brings to the satisfaction of perceived justice our naive minds cry for. It is far too easy to seek around ourselves, like some wild beast hungrily snarling for the next victim, to transform suspicion into guilt at the touch of the most fallible of possibilities and lay it upon the unfortunate shoulders of whichever poor soul venturing too closely to the vicinity of the hastily drawn assumptions we have created in our own perception. Then it is but simple steps to stop fighting our own naivety and instead concentrate our efforts upon discrediting, punishing, and hating the victim to our utmost satisfaction. The fact that we can derive such feelings of absolution and peace from the antagonizing of another human being in this world is every indication of the wide array of sentiments humanity is susceptible to, and an even stronger call to stand above the mob and grasp and understand grace and forgiveness and wisdom lest one day we find ourselves on the other end of the torch. To see such dark depths to which we so easily and eagerly sink cries out more fervently than ever our need for a God, and to see the triumphant strength of heart and compassion that breaks free to soar above such temptation gives evidence more than ever to the certainty that there is a God.