This morning, through discussion and tears my husband and I wrestled together through questions of God’s goodness, through what we would have done if we were Him, if we were in charge. We forced ourselves to imagine if we were one of the parents who lost a child in yesterday’s tragedy. How would we process it all? What would dictate where we land and the choices we would make after the shock and anger wore off? What can even stand up to that kind of loss and trauma?