Such cruel tragedies are never easy to handle, and doubly so when the victim was a young woman whose spirit brightened the lives of all around her. But Ben was a contemporary Christian artist and worship leader at a large church. How was this soul-rending tragedy going to square with his faith? How could a loving God allow such things?
Four days before Christmas my neighbor invited me to a "Christmas concert" at her church. I like music and the inspiring classical sound of carols and church songs can be quite lovely. So I accepted her generous invitation and was whisked away a few days later in the early afternoon to imbibe the musicality of the season.
What it all comes down to is liquid punctuation. The drinking isn't the occasion itself, just a handy excuse. It doesn't form the backbone, but can cap it off beautifully like a drinkable full stop. It can add a moment of drama in the form of a raised glass, help us pause for a moment and take stock.