When I got to work Monday morning I noticed a melancholy mood permeating the management staff, by the end of our pre-shift meeting I knew why. Thomas Crookham, on of our weekend servers was the father of the 2 year old shot. I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't believe it. I knew Tom, not real well, but I still knew him. He was a cool guy. Real quiet but also really, really nice and comfortable with others. How could this happen to him?!
He and his wife were getting back together after filing for divorce but never finalizing. They were slowly reconciling and this past Sunday morning attended Mass together as a family, Mom, Angela, Tom and their son, Noah. During their separation Angela had dated some, including her friend, Earl, who had moved into the basement duplex of her house to help her with rent (Tom had moved out). When Tom and Angela had decided to make things work, Angela asked Earl to move out, but he hadn't yet. When Earl discovered Tom at the house after Mass Sunday morning he became furious and began arguing with Tom. Soon Earl brandished a gun. Tom told Angela to run, then grabbed Noah and fled himself. Two shots were fired in the house and then while Tom was running down the street with Noah in his arms, Earl aimed at Tom. The bullet hit him in the hand with which he was holding Noah. The bullet went through his hand and into his son's chest, taking his life.
The brokenness and anger and devastation here is almost unconceivable. I can only make attempts at imagining the sheer emotional devastation Tom and Angela are feeling. I can no longer understand why someone who seems perfectly normal would lash out in rage over something like a girl breaking up with him. The shooter keeps saying in the article in the Denver Post that he didn't mean to hurt anyone. Didn't mean to hurt anyone?! What part of shooting a gun doesn't intend to hurt someone?! Anger and violence never mix. When they do, this kind of thing can happen. The resolution to anger can not result in violence, it never accomplishes anything.
This is my prayer:
"Holy, Glorious Lord, please, be with us, be with the Crookhams. They need your strength, guidance and protection. Carry them through. Holy Father, today I see once again how we are in such desperate need of you and how brokenness when left unhealed can create devastation personally and publicly. I have come only closer to comprehending how you will work in us, if we let you, to become who we were created to be but have chosen not to be. When we choose to reject you we choose to reject ourselves, our whole and true selves. God to your glory be wholly here within this tragedy and help other people see how WHOLE you are and how you will help them heal from their brokenness if they will let you. Love Tom and Angela with all you have. I love you Father."

2 comments:
Becky,
Just came across your blog...well because I was looking at information on CUMC, and remembering all my Youth Group Friends from way back when, at church.
You may or may not remember me, Kasey Schick. I was good friends with Leah Whisnant.
Anyway, I noticed your father was still recognized on the CUMC website and just thought I'd do a search to see if I could find any of you!
Congratulations on Seminary school! I would LOVE to attend sometime, just for the knowledge!
Good luck on the job hunt, I know you'll find a great place soon!
hey KC, there are a number of us over on facebook. are you on there?
thanks for the encouragement and comments. would love to reconnect. come find me over on facebook and you can find a bunch of the rest of us.
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