Do You Hit the Snooze Button?

 Krayton Kerns
10.11.06

How does yours sound; your alarm clock? Is it a shock each morning when its screech brings you to life from a dead sleep?  Do you spring out of bed, or do you hit the snooze button? 

Last week my alarm clock pasted me to the ceiling.  On Monday, Charles Roberts casually walked into an Amish school house in Pennsylvania and systematically executed five innocent little girls before taking his life.  What a senseless tragedy.  But, that wasn’t the alarm clock for me. 

Saturday morning we learned from Barbie, one of the recovering shooting victims that her older sister, Marian requested she be shot first in hopes this might buy enough time that her younger classmates might survive.  Marian died…as did Anna Mae, Naomi, Mary and Lena.    

Weeping outside the funeral services for Marian was Marie Roberts, the wife of murderer Charles Roberts.  The mothers of two of the victims noticed Marie, walked over to console and pray for her because they knew the burden she would carry through life would be much, much greater than theirs.      

Keep the image of the faith of these Amish folks in the back of your mind as we revisit another tragedy which stuck New Orleans a little over a year ago.  Last August we were blasted with images of death and destruction followed by reckless looting and crime.  Dozens of video clips revealed hurricane victims carting off plasma screen TVs and DVD players in the waist deep stagnant aftermath of Katrina.   

For over a year we have witnessed the incessant diatribe from secular-progressive pundits on the left that “Katrina was Bush’s fault…FEMA didn’t do enough…the levees were blown-up because Bush is racist, and hates poor folk.”

 The shocking contrast between people of faith and people of socialist entitlement is the alarm clock that stuck me to the ceiling.  Does it do that to you?  Or, do you hit the snooze button?