You know, I’ve always believed that God starts with a whisper, a tiny quiet whisper in our soul…and when we ignore it, the message gets a little louder, and finally a shout, and maybe a bang on the head with a hammer. A whisper – look, people are leaving their homes and throwing themselves into oceans because of war and fighting. A quiet voice – teenage boys feeling disenfranchised and unattached, lured into participating in emotionless horror, hundreds kidnapped in Africa, more shot at a University there. A louder comment – bombing in Beirut again, a hospital attacked by ‘friendly fire’. A shout – how about a concert hall, a sidewalk cafe, a soccer game on a Friday night?! I hope this is the hammer, this travesty in France, and that we can begin to heal our world – we are all one LOVE.