Once upon a time I got in BAD trouble from Debbie for taking our son to see “Batman Begins.”  He loved (and loves) Batman, as do I, but in all fairness to her…he was 3.  Okay, so I traumatized him…it may have been the first, wasn’t the last.  That’s my move.  I have shotty judgement in arenas like this.

Fast forward seven years, and last night Debbie HAPPILY sent her boys out to the midnight premiere of “The Dark Knight Rises.”  What a great night, great atmosphere, GREAT movie, and great time to share with my boy.

I awoke this morning to the news of the mass shooting at a midnight showing-just like ours-in Aurora, Colorado.

How many moms happily sent their babies to that movie last night?  As I write this, estimates of up to 14 people were killed.  Can you imagine the horror those moms and dads are feeling today?  I can’t and don’t want to.

This is not going to be a rant against midnight movies, Hollywood violence, or anything like that.  No, I’ve come to realize that there are just bad people in the world who do bad things.  And so often, those people and actions are out of our control.

Instead, I just want to remind you to tell your kids you love them, every day.  Hug and kiss them, every day.  Don’t ever let there be a doubt in either of your minds how precious they are to you, every day.

As but for the Grace of God go us all…

And that’s something you can hang your hat on.