I don't care what anyone tells you, things are not getting better.
We are twelve days into 2015. Not even two weeks. And what have we wrought?
January 1 - Mourning begins after 36 people are killed in a stampede in China. A shooting in Canada kills one, injures 6. A suicide bomb in Yemen kills 49, injures 70.
January 2 - Boko Haram kills 11 in Cameroon.
January 3 - 3 cargo ships sink or run aground, killing more than 20.
January 4 - 40 killed in Pakistan strikes, UN peacekeepers hit roadside bomb in Mali, a bombing in Yemen, a suicide bomb in Somalia, and a building collapse in Kenya.
January 5 - Libyan bombing of a Greek freighter, two suicide bombs in the Middle East, another building collapses in Kenya, and an avalanche kills two.
January 6 - 23 Iraqis killed fighting ISIL, a suicide bomber in Istanbul, 12 killed in Ukraine bus crash, two trains collide in Brazil, and 21 confirmed deaths so far from influenza in the States.
January 7 - The Charlie Hebdo shooting in Paris and a car bomb kills 38 in Yemen.
January 8 - Boko Haram massacres an entire town in Nigeria, killing more than 2000. A suicide bomber kills 7 in Iraq.
January 9 - A hostage situation at a market in Paris kills 5.
January 10 - A suicide bomb in Pakistan. A suicide bomb in Nigeria. A suicide bomb in Lebanon. 30 dead. An oil tanker collides with a passenger coach, killing 57 in Pakistan. A shooting in Idaho.
January 11 - Two 10-year-olds forced to bomb markets in Nigeria.
January 12 - 69 dead after drinking crocodile poison in Mozambique. And it's only 12:55.
Have good things happened this year? Sure. A lot of them. But there have also been a whole lot more bad things than what I listed. Those stories made it to the international scene (unless you live in the U.S., in which case you probably didn't hear about half of them). My local news has been jam-packed with shootings, accidents, and other crime reports since just after midnight on January 1.
I don't want to send the wrong message here. If you're depressed by this list, you really should be. It's horrifying. And January 13 is likely not going to be the magical day that everyone lays down their arms and declares love for their fellow man. They won't do that until they experience the love of a Savior. And that is what gives us hope. There is a cure for the disease of sin.
There's a lot of work to be done.
We are twelve days into 2015. Not even two weeks. And what have we wrought?
January 1 - Mourning begins after 36 people are killed in a stampede in China. A shooting in Canada kills one, injures 6. A suicide bomb in Yemen kills 49, injures 70.
January 2 - Boko Haram kills 11 in Cameroon.
January 3 - 3 cargo ships sink or run aground, killing more than 20.
January 4 - 40 killed in Pakistan strikes, UN peacekeepers hit roadside bomb in Mali, a bombing in Yemen, a suicide bomb in Somalia, and a building collapse in Kenya.
January 5 - Libyan bombing of a Greek freighter, two suicide bombs in the Middle East, another building collapses in Kenya, and an avalanche kills two.
January 6 - 23 Iraqis killed fighting ISIL, a suicide bomber in Istanbul, 12 killed in Ukraine bus crash, two trains collide in Brazil, and 21 confirmed deaths so far from influenza in the States.
January 7 - The Charlie Hebdo shooting in Paris and a car bomb kills 38 in Yemen.
January 8 - Boko Haram massacres an entire town in Nigeria, killing more than 2000. A suicide bomber kills 7 in Iraq.
January 9 - A hostage situation at a market in Paris kills 5.
January 10 - A suicide bomb in Pakistan. A suicide bomb in Nigeria. A suicide bomb in Lebanon. 30 dead. An oil tanker collides with a passenger coach, killing 57 in Pakistan. A shooting in Idaho.
January 11 - Two 10-year-olds forced to bomb markets in Nigeria.
January 12 - 69 dead after drinking crocodile poison in Mozambique. And it's only 12:55.
Have good things happened this year? Sure. A lot of them. But there have also been a whole lot more bad things than what I listed. Those stories made it to the international scene (unless you live in the U.S., in which case you probably didn't hear about half of them). My local news has been jam-packed with shootings, accidents, and other crime reports since just after midnight on January 1.
I don't want to send the wrong message here. If you're depressed by this list, you really should be. It's horrifying. And January 13 is likely not going to be the magical day that everyone lays down their arms and declares love for their fellow man. They won't do that until they experience the love of a Savior. And that is what gives us hope. There is a cure for the disease of sin.
There's a lot of work to be done.
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