sutherland springs

There were families holding their Bibles and each other’s hands, on a November Sunday morning in a quiet Texas town. As pastors, we know the routine. Worship, prayer, offering and message. Even a guest pastor can intuit the liturgy. One Morning In Church One regular attendee would later explain – with a twinge of guilt – that he slept in that morning. A rare occurrence for him. But it made him an accidental survivor. Sacredness was savaged as a torrent of bullets from a semi-automatic tore through the unsuspecting bodies of the worshippers. Most died instantly. One minute they were listening to a message about faith and the next second they and the preacher were vaulted into eternity and the…