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Due to a recent massacre, a campus community comes together to mourn the loss of thirty-three lives. Within the chapel walls, I am in a semi-dark room, and not a pinch of sound. In front of me is a baptismal font with a tall white candle, which ultimately reminds all of us at the time of death to remember our baptism. There is another wooden skinny table in front of there with white candles (thirty-three to be exact) to make their presence known during the service. Yes even the killer was remembered. In front of the tables of candles, there is a podium with two candles on each side for students and even the preacher can speak their words.
Each person present at the service had an unlit candle. One student proceeds to the baptismal font and lights his own candle and starts passing it along to the students that were the head of the service. Those students were going pew by pew and gave it to the first student in every row to pass along. The light shines up my face and represents all the life that was lost in the world the day before. I hear sniffles from other people and their eyes filling up with tears. The preacher told us to stand with our candles still lighted so we could name all the people that were lost. The array of light looked extraordinary beautiful and filled with life. In between all the names, there was a musician that had a bell and it rang after every name. That was the most emotional part of the whole service. The students were from all different classes and majors. It just questions your thinking, how could something like this happened and could have it been prevented? I hear all of our voices in unison reciting the Lord’s Prayer and asking God for prayers for the whole university community. Taking all of our prayers and respects up to God (in a church setting), at least for me was the right thing to do. I could sense other students around me doing the same thing by holding each other or patting somebody on the back. Everybody just needs to think how could something like this happened and could it been prevented? The mourning lasts forever, but there is always hope to move on. Our respect was just one of the many things that different universities and colleges were doing around this great nation of ours to show our concern, love, prayers and sympathy to all that are hurting.
Due to a recent massacre, a campus community comes together to mourn the loss of thirty-three lives. Within the chapel walls, I am in a semi-dark room, and not a pinch of sound. In front of me is a baptismal font with a tall white candle, which ultimately reminds all of us at the time of death to remember our baptism. There is another wooden skinny table in front of there with white candles (thirty-three to be exact) to make their presence known during the service. Yes even the killer was remembered. In front of the tables of candles, there is a podium with two candles on each side for students and even the preacher can speak their words.
Each person present at the service had an unlit candle. One student proceeds to the baptismal font and lights his own candle and starts passing it along to the students that were the head of the service. Those students were going pew by pew and gave it to the first student in every row to pass along. The light shines up my face and represents all the life that was lost in the world the day before. I hear sniffles from other people and their eyes filling up with tears. The preacher told us to stand with our candles still lighted so we could name all the people that were lost. The array of light looked extraordinary beautiful and filled with life. In between all the names, there was a musician that had a bell and it rang after every name. That was the most emotional part of the whole service. The students were from all different classes and majors. It just questions your thinking, how could something like this happened and could have it been prevented? I hear all of our voices in unison reciting the Lord’s Prayer and asking God for prayers for the whole university community. Taking all of our prayers and respects up to God (in a church setting), at least for me was the right thing to do. I could sense other students around me doing the same thing by holding each other or patting somebody on the back. Everybody just needs to think how could something like this happened and could it been prevented? The mourning lasts forever, but there is always hope to move on. Our respect was just one of the many things that different universities and colleges were doing around this great nation of ours to show our concern, love, prayers and sympathy to all that are hurting.
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