Monday morning, I saw a status on my Facebook feed that said something about a tragedy at Crestline Elementary in Vancouver. I didn’t have time to look up what had happened, but it nagged at me all morning…Crestline Elementary…Crestline Elementary. Why do I feel like it sounds familiar?
Later that day, I realized why. My dear friend’s children attend school there. We were just with them at Christmas and she was raving about how much they loved the school and how her children were flourishing there.
I felt as if I’d been kicked in the stomach.
Heidi has written a blog post about what they have lost and how you can help. She has a way with words that I can only hope for, so I’ll send you to her blog for all of the details. There are so many things that they need — and there are ways you can help that don’t cost money — or at the very least, the only cost will be a postage stamp.
The words that hit me as I was reading her entry for the 100th time were these:
I pray that God will take our ashes and turn them to beauty. I pray that he will use this terrible event and bring about his goodness. I pray the kingdom of God will be present and evident as rebuilding, renewal and redemption begin. And I pray that these children are safe, loved and have a place they feel at home.
I found myself humming the tune to a song whose lyrics come from Psalm 30: Mourning into Dancing by Ron Kenoly. I pray that the children and families of Crestline Elementary will be be dancing with joy on the other side of this tragedy. And, with parents like Heidi and the amazing administration, teachers and staff at the school, I have no doubt that they will.