It feels somewhat crass and graceless to discuss happy making and happy things in light of the tragedy in Connecticut this weekend. Joy - especially pop culture related joy - seems out of place and less significant in the light of suffering. Grief is real, grief is important, and everyone handles grief differently. Some seek to explain away what happens, often with horrendous results (I'm looking at you, John Piper, Bryan Fischer, and Mike Huckabee). Some get angry about the unexplained. Some seek silence and solidarity with others.
We all handle it differently and though I would hesitate to say that we must honor everyone's methods of grief (I do not wish to give Piper's horrific monster of a god in grief any more leeway or room than he deserves, which is none), I do think it is important to seek solidarity in suffering.
For many, it will be a long time before they feel they can laugh or experience happiness again. With them, we stand. The mothers and fathers who are will greet Christmas this year without the happy voices of their children, the children who lost mothers, and the students now without teachers. It is hard to know what to say or how to understand.
What we can say, though, is that it is not okay. It is not God's will that this happened; it is not part of some majestic plan. It is the action of a man, a man whose motives we do not know and may never know. There are various ways in which our society fucked up here, and various ways we can work to overcome the gaps in the dialogue, the social maladies that create opportunities for mass murders, and the various screwed up theologies espoused in reaction to such tragedies.
That said, I don't know that I can manage much more today. I hope you all have a chance to hug your family and friends tighter today or sometime soon.