I’m not going to quote this story directly. If you want to read the article, then I’ve provided the link above. I’m just going to give a quick overview before commenting.
A daycare worker was holding a 16-month-old toddler who wouldn’t stop crying. She became frustrated, and threw the baby to the ground, fracturing his skull.
The child then grabbed his blanket, crawled to a corner that he considered his “safety zone,” and died.
I’ve been told that I show too much emotion sometimes, and that it’s not quite “manly,” but if this story does not at least come close to bringing you to tears, then I’m not sure you’re all fine and dandy inside.
How could anyone do this to a child? How could they be so wrapped up in a moment of supreme selfishness and fling a delicate, innocent child to the ground?
For the past several weeks, my dad has been commenting incessantly about how we no longer value children in our culture. We’d rather have two jobs, take vacations, get new clothes, new furniture, new gadgets, and better homes than to be “inconvenienced” by a child.
I will admit that Shari and I have agreed many times that we’re not yet ready for a child, and I think that’s okay. But if the thought of having to be responsible and care for a child repulses us, what would that say about who we are as human beings?
Our culture has devalued children.
Men leave their impregnated girlfriends because they don’t want to own to their responsibilities which they, like it or not, brought upon themselves when they had sex with that person. As a result, millions of children across the nation grow up without a dad.
People grow impatient with their children when they, of all things, act like children, beating them in the head in Walmart lines (I’ve seen it with my own eyes), screaming and cursing over the slightest incidents.
The Catholic Church consistently fails to protect innocent children, moving sex offenders masquerading as men of God all around a country, knowing full well their histories of abuse against our innocent young. This behavior is disgusting, and I can only imagine the judgment of God upon those who have perpetrated and defended the unthinkable.
Children are left to delve deeply into television, the Internet, movies, music, and other mediums that promote a lifestyle and mentality that could be described as nothing less than anti-family, while parents neglect to spend any kind of personal time with their children. How many parents in the church can actually say they sit down with their children on a consistent basis at home and pray or study the Bible with them?
I see the repercussions of a culture annoyed with the responsibility and helplessness of raising children in a modern society.
These are our priceless treasures, and we’re failing them.
Over and over again, the image plays out in my mind of that little boy, grabbing his blanket and struggling to make it to the place he felt safe…and collapsing in his death.
Perhaps he’s luckier than the rest of us. I have no doubt that he is now nestled safely in the arms of God, at peace and safer than he could ever be in this sick, twisted world.
God have mercy on us, and save us.