I, for one, am grateful for the gun...Which saved us the indignity of a drawn out trial, or the indignity of having to feed, clothe, and care for him until he died of old age in a penitentiary. :) It’s much harder to off oneself with a knife or pipe wrench.
You mean, the act of the devil with the gun, you are grateful for. Let’s see how well that plays out before God.