So...I have a question raised up in my mind I've been pondering for awhile. About right and wrong. About justice.
Murderers and rapists. They are viewed as complete bad guys. They commit unthinkable crimes. They hurt many lives, take them away. They shatter the exitence of innocent people. They give people scars so deep, they sometimes never heal in their entire lifetime. They are evil, aren't they?
Yes.
But is it not true that at some point in time the rapists and murderers were themselves victims? The people who kill...they are lost. They are screwed up, to say it straight. Insane. They've lost it. Why? Because of past abuse. Someone has hurt them. A lot of times, it's childhood related. No, I take that back. Most times, it's childhood related. Sometimes it's the parents fault. Sometimes it's someone else's...a lot of times when it's someone else's, it's someone else who abused them, or took the lives of those they loved. They cut themselves off from emotions in self defense. They have a painful void inside them, and they try to fill it. They don't know how. They are lost. They try to vent their frustrations by committing crimes of violence. They hurt other people, thinking revenge will help fill the void. They are wrong. What would heal them would be to be touched deeply by someone. To love, and be loved back. But what are the odds that that will happen to a murderer or rapist? What are the odds, in their situations, they will find love? They will destroy people. They will start the cycle over again...hurt more people. Kill a child's parents, hurt the child and the child will grow up shattered just as they are.
Can anyone ever understand them? Is there a possibility that someone can reach out to the shattered soul? Is there any hope for them to heal sometime in their life? Or is it just the only answer to lock them up or send them to their death?
That's what I've been pondering. Without a question, what they do is wrong. It's the opposite of what they need, and it keeps the cycle of violence and hurt going. It can keep going...and going...and going...unless we try to stop it. Can it ever be stopped? Who knows? But what if...what if there was someone who had the courage to reach out to someone else and love them and heal them? And also...what if they got killed in the process?! I don't know. I don't think I'll try making friends with mass murderers anytime soon, but...I just think too much.