I am a Canadian. I’m proud of my country. I am proud of our history and our attitudes. This week unspeakable horrors were committed on Canadian soil. Two soldiers were gunned down for no apparent reason other than the fact they were soldiers and Canadian. Our first response as a people was horror and then sadness. Fortunately the majority of the people did not lash out blindly. There were a few who showed ignorance and bad judgment. They were stopped by fellow Canadians.
I don’t hate any group of people. I hate individuals who feel that violence is their only method of communication. I detest those who silently condone these actions. I pray for them and I pray that their final resting place is in hell.
There are fresh horrors happening all over the world. What happened here on Canadian soil is new to us, but is not new to other countries. We need solidarity. We need to join together as a world, as a people and guard against hatred. We need to teach our children compassion and understanding. We are not the same. It is our differences that make us strong. Our cultures are different, our religions are different, our languages are different, our beliefs are different. But one thing above all else is the same: our capacity to love. Nurture that capacity and pass it on. Our strength is our ability to come together as a world, as a race, the human race. We will overcome all adversity. And we will find love again.