Sometimes something happens that is so horrible that you just can't wrap your mind around it.  There are any number of those occurrences that have happened in my lifetime, but the latest is just unfathomable to me.

Our sweet friend Beaux McGlothlin--actually everybody's friend--who worked in the men's clothing store next to Edmond Antiques, left work Friday as usual, and went home.  When he was supposed to show up on Tuesday morning, as he had faithfully done for twenty-four years, he never came in.

When someone went to his house to find out why he hadn't come to work, he was found--murdered.    Sometime between Friday and Monday--in his own home--which was very safe neighborhood.  But somebody came into his house, killed him, took his car, and left him there.   No one who knew him can imagine who would do such a thing.  He had no enemies.  He was 79 years old and could have retired years and years ago, but he loved people, and loved being a part of the Edmond community.

One more random killing in America.  But this one is different for all of us who knew him.

He loved for us to bring him home cooked meals for lunch.  There is an open door between where he worked and Edmond's Antique store, and he wandered over on a regular basis.  Especially at lunch time.  Becky would tease him and say that he didn't know how to use a microwave.  The last time I took him lunch, he hid it so the other men in his store wouldn't find it and eat it.  He always bought Pam and Becky and me a Christmas present--his way, I'm sure, of saying thanks for the home cooked meals.  Always smiling.  Such a very sweet man.  Such a waste of a beautiful life.

Why do people kill?  What can possibly motivate such cruelty.  And yet, we know it happens.  God warned us with a specific commandment:  "Thou shalt not kill."

I hope they find whoever did this.   And I sincerely hope I am on the jury at the trial.