This has been a week of extremes – sorrow and joy fighting in my life. My beloved home town has been the victim of another tragedy – this time a tragedy of hate, as fifty people lost their lives in the Mosque shootings. How do you understand this kind of hatred. I cannot.
On the other hand, we have been visiting our cherished great-grandchildren, and it was so lovely to spend time with them, and to be welcomed by our family in Whakatane. I pray that they will grow up in a world that has less hatred. We do not need to hold to the same ideologies to love each other.
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