The past few days have made me sad. Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, comment threads on news articles, conversations outside Starbucks...everywhere I look, everywhere I am, I hear anger. Hatred. Even rage. At the same time, I hear hurt. Pain. Sadness. In the wake of the recent Supreme Court decision regarding homosexual marriage, it's all over the place. I know you've seen it too. I'm not assigning a certain behavior, action, attitude or feeling to one "side" or another. I see it all on both "sides" of the issue. This past week, I've heard one phrase more than almost any other. I've seen Christians, even well-intentioned, compassionate, grace-giving Christ-followers, use this phrase:

"Love the sinner, hate the sin."

But is it working?

This is not a post about ISIS. I know the title would suggest differently, but this post isn't about ISIS and it's not about politics. See, I've been reading a lot about ISIS, and often when I read an article online I check out some of the reader comments below. I've read so many comments full of hatred and anger. The sad part is that so much of it isn't even directed toward ISIS, but toward other readers, but hey, that's for another blog post. A week or two ago, I read an article about the 21 Christians that were beheaded on the beach and one of the comments, apparently written by a believer, struck a chord:

"I just keep telling myself that this must be part of God's plan."

Since then I feel like I've read or heard that same thought echoed by a lot of other people. Maybe I'm just noticing it more now that I saw it once. But I've been thinking about that. When bad things, terrible things, the absolute worst kinds of unthinkable things happen to good people, is it part of God's plan?

In case you missed this, here's a video that was released by the three women who had been held captive in Cleveland for almost 10 years. Watch this, especially starting at the 1:55 mark: I heard this clip on the radio on my way to Canton this morning. At the time, I was frustrated because I was following a semi going well under the speed limit, and I knew I had a lot to do this morning and not a lot of time to do it, so I was getting angry about running behind.