Cho Seung-Hui, an individual whose heart had folded under the pain and suffering of this world, playing the very cards of hate that broke him. He allowed the depravity of this world, which scarred him so deep, to spread like cancer, rampant through his very own actions. Before taking 33 lives, including his own, he uttered the words "I die like Jesus Christ, to inspire generations of the weak and the defenseless people."
Let's get one thing straight.
Jesus Christ took no lives. In love, he gave up his own for the lives of all, including the life of Cho Seung-Hui.
If you are looking for an image of Jesus in the events that unfolded on the campus of Virgina Tech on April 16, look to a man by the name of Liviu Librescu.
According to news accounts quoting students, Mr. Librescu and the class heard shooting in a nearby room. While some students took cover underneath desks and others leaped out from windows, their professor gave his life by blocking the door in order to prevent the gunman from entering.
Liviu Librescu was 75.
An expert in aeronautics
A senior researcher.
An engineer lecturer.
A Holocaust survivor.
I fight back tears that overwhelm my eyes as I tell this mans story. This man who had experienced the horrors of what this world is capable of. Liviu has been hated, tortured, and lived in the gutters of humanity. Yet he still demonstrated a selfless love by sacrificing his life for the same humanity which treated him like trash.
Why does such sacrifice speak a language, understood like no other, to my soul? Why do I feel such emotion in response to an act, which no other act could evoke?
Liviu's sacrifice paints a raw portrait which appears as a shadow of Jesus' supreme sacrifice.
Liviu Librescu, not Cho Seung-Hui, died like Jesus, inspiring a re-ignition of the blazing passion in at least this one weak and defenseless person to choose love - to choose Jesus.