I’ve been praying about it recently.
Not about the families of the children murdered last week in Nashville, Tennessee, though I have prayed for them.
Not about school shootings in general, though I have some thoughts on that as well.
Rather, I’ve been praying about my personal reaction to those attempting to make Audrey Hale the “seventh victim” following her March 27 massacre of three adults and three children at The Covenant School.
According to police, Hale, who attended the school as a girl but later identified as a man, planned the massacre for months.
On Thursday, anti-gun and pro-trans activists stormed the Tennessee State Capitol, days after the shooting.
Some of the protesters harassed and pushed police officers.
Others raised five fingers on one hand and two on the other to represent the seven victims of the Covenant School shooting, with the shooter listed as No. 7.
When the protesters decided to hold a moment of silence, there was a disagreement over how many victims the Nashville shooting had.
Some held up six fingers — other held up seven to commemorate the trans shooter as well. pic.twitter.com/u96ZSjPe34
— Spencer Lindquist 🇺🇸 (@SpencerLndqst) March 30, 2023
The death of Hale, 28, does not make her a victim.
Rather, while she was killing those babies and the school staff who loved them, she became the target of God’s servants, also known as the Nashville Police Department, who exacted vengeance on her for her evil deeds.
Offend your sensibilities? Too bad — consult Romans 13 to see where this comes from.
But what about Hale’s plight? After all, she was a troubled soul with obvious issues, confusion, and blah, blah, blah.
I have nothing to say. It’s none of my concern; her problems are between her and God.
However, promoting her as the seventh victim is revolting.
It’s especially poignant when you consider the 9-year-olds Evelyn Dieckhaus, Hallie Scruggs, and William McKinney, as well as the Head of School Katherine Koonce, teacher Cynthia Peak, and custodian Mike Hill, who were all murdered that day.
Say their names.
Photos: Victims of the Nashville school shooting https://t.co/YtaS2v0MmR pic.twitter.com/3AAFABJrx2
— New York Post (@nypost) March 28, 2023
It has also prompted me to pray. As I watch militant transgender activists hoist their victimhood flags while paraded their degradation in front of children in our libraries, destroying competition among female athletes, grooming teens and preteens toward irreversible unnecessary surgeries, and working to destroy what is good —
I need to pray.
I must pray that I remember the spirit to whom I belong, the one Jesus referred to in order to stop his disciples from calling down fire on the towns that rejected him.
I must pray for those who are lost in transgenderism, for whom Christ died.
I must pray for their repentance and return to the God who loves them.
Please, Lord, assist me in this. Because it is not natural to love one’s enemies.
But hasn’t Jesus already taught us about that?
And perhaps those are the thoughts with which we should begin our prayers as we enter Holy Week.