Yesterday a young mother lost her battle (and I don't use that word lightly) with ALS. She was a great mom. I can think of nothing worse than for a young mother to have a disease that steals her ability to give a hug or see her young children through all the challenges and joys of growing up. ALS is an evil disease.
And I also saw the farewell posting of a man with ALS. Those happen more often than you might imagine. The first time I saw one almost two decades ago, I said out loud, "No!" And I've said it many times since.
So what now?
Tomorrow isn't just another day. It is a day when families are stuck with huge holes where loved ones had lived vibrantly just a few months before. It is a day when ALS-caused grief and immense challenges will permeate lives.
And we go on. And our lives go on. And we feel good about projects that are self-described as "promising" and "exciting" (those words that have been cheapened over decades of ALS failures).
This seems like the material that would have inspired a parable a couple thousand years ago.
We all need to look in the mirror today and say, "We have failed... epically."
And now do some things differently.