Two years ago I spent Bastille Day on the beach in Nice with
friends.
We sat in the sun and admired the perfect sky and crashing waves, then
we wandered the streets and stopped at a café for a leisurely lunch.
We watched
the annual parade along the Promenade des Anglais and then joined thousands of
revellers to ooh and ahh the spectacular fireworks spread out above the French
Riviera. It was a perfect day of happiness and harmony and we were so happy to
have been able to share it with the people of Nice.
It’s hard to imagine a composite view of Nice today – a place
where fear, terror, and loss will mark the memories of so many. The casual,
carefree feeling of a seaside town celebrating a national holiday will be gone
for now – but it will return.
There’s never anything new you can say about an act of
violence and terror – but I’m going to say all the old statements anyway,
because this is just NOT OK.
It is not OK to drive a truck into crowds of people and take
the lives of innocent people.
It is not OK to think that you have a God given right to
make such a violent public statement.
I don’t care what your religion or politics are – this is
not ok.
Love and prayers to the people of France - and to any area where violence takes away the simple joys of people united in celebration and unity.
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