Please be warned, what follows are merely philosophical ramblings likely to bore most, so feel free to disregard them utterly. Also, there's no doubt it's all going to end up getting pretty religious....
We also visited the Dachau Concentration Camp Memorial the day after Christmas. Coming on the heels of what happened in Connecticut, it's hardly conducive to the Christmas spirit. It begs the questions - how on earth are we supposed to have peace and joy at Christmas or any other time of year while all this is also happening? What is the point of Jesus' birth when nothing has changed and mankind, myself included, is still capable of such horrible acts?
The human race is pretty messed up; I don't think we need to look very far for evidence of that. The worst part of going to Dachau is thinking that so many normal people participated in the atrocity of the Holocaust by just ignoring what others were doing. It must have been easy to look the other way in some senses, since the alternative for all those who protested was that they themselves were imprisoned in Dachau. Then there were the people that actually worked at Dachau - the guards, the soldiers, etc. - it would be more comfortable if I could think that they all must have been psychotic or something, yet there were SO many who were involved, I don't think it likely that in the beginning they were any more psychotic than I am. Now that is a sobering and unpleasant thought. I'm left thinking that given the right circumstances, there is no reason to believe that I would not have done the same exact thing. There, but for the grace of God, go I.
And that's just it: but for the grace of God. So why didn't he extend some grace to Hitler and prevent him from going there? Why not some grace for the Lanza family to have something intervene to help Adam before he went off the deep end? I am not the first to conclude that God allows evil to occur because we have free will, but I occasionally must object that us having free will is perhaps not worth all the misery that we cause. I guess that's where faith comes in; even if I don't understand, I can choose to believe that God knows what he's doing and is not only capable of redeeming evil into good but is actively doing so. That's when I come back to Christmas. Any God crazy enough to choose to limit himself as one of his created beings and let them subsequently put him to death is a God that I will clearly never fully understand. I would have started over again long ago and wiped out the pesky problem of free will. Yet consistently expressed throughout the history of the Bible, is God's love and patience as we humans screw up, again & again & again. He is constantly there to pick up the pieces, point us in the right direction again, and redemption is always offered for whenever we're willing to take it. If it were only in the histories of the Bible, then perhaps I could ignore it, but I've seen the same thing in my life too. (Yes, maybe I'm imagining it all and indulging in the opiate of the masses, but then again, maybe I'm imagining all of my life and we're really in the "Matrix". You just can't know for sure!) Anyway, this love & patience are enough to bring me peace & joy, even in the face of visiting Dachau. Sometimes it takes me a little while to remember that, when I am so clearly confronted with evil, but that's the whole reason we have Christmas in the first place - he wouldn't have come if we didn't need him.