On February 23 at 11:27 AM, Cedric Ford made a post to his Facebook page: “Woke up this morning vibing God is good.” Last night, channel 12 news identified Ford as the shooter at the Excel Plant in Hesston, Kansas. I’m not sure how a person can post those words on a Tuesday and then take a weapon on Thursday, and kill 3 people and shoot a total of 18.
Strange as it may seem, this incident reminds me of a critical moment in the life of Tigger in a Winnie the Pooh story. Because his stripes washed off while bathing, Tigger was facing an identity crisis.
The usually boisterous and exuberant Tigger grew solemn and sullen as he mulled over his dilemma. Because tigers are recognized by their stripes, Tigger isn’t sure who he is without his. In an effort to discover his identity, he tries being a rabbit, a bear, and a Christmas tree.
His problem is resolved when Eeyore tells Tigger, “You’re always the same person on the inside.” The wisdom of Eeyore may have been comforting to Tigger, but it also presents a discomforting truth.
When you contrast Ford’s actions with his “God is good” words, you see the constant battle that rages between the stripes of your flesh and your spirit. Paul spoke of this turmoil in Romans 7:
Here’s an important principle I’ve discovered: regardless of my desire to do the right thing, it is clear that evil is never far away. For deep down I am in happy agreement with God’s law; but the rest of me does not concur. I see a very different principle at work in my bodily members, and it is at war with my mind; I have become a prisoner in this war to the rule of sin in my body. I am absolutely miserable! Is there anyone who can free me from this body where sin and death reign so supremely? I am thankful to God for the freedom that comes through our Lord Jesus, the Anointed One! So on the one hand, I devotedly serve God’s law with my mind; but on the other hand, with my flesh, I serve the principle of sin.
The tragic shooting of last night brings a harsh reality to light; the potential of committing horrendous and evil acts lies deep within each of us.
A fog of horror and disbelief hangs low over the city of Hesston as her stunned residents wonder: “What happened to the stripes of Cedric Ford?” Did he suffer a psychotic break? Was it a violent outburst of anger? Was this a sudden emotional explosion or has his fuse been smoldering for weeks?
It’s too early to have the answers to all of these questions, however, it’s never too late to pray. I hope you will join me in praying for the employees of Excel, the citizens of Hesston, the first responders, and everyone who has been touched by this tragic event.
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Very well put cousin! When we feel the roof falling in on us, we sometimes walk away from God & turn to things of the world to comfort us. In the short comfort of self healing, satan enters our hearts & our minds! Be diligent in encouraging others, & being a light when life has got a brother or sister down. Love one another!