I was hoping to catch up with posting about my swaps which had made it to their intended recipients — or of the big trip I took last Saturday… but the events that unfolded in Boston this afternoon totally threw me off and had shocked my mind to silence. It’s only now as I am getting ready for bed did I finally find the words to write.
I’m praying for the families who lost a loved one — of the more than a hundred people injured. One of the fatalities was an 8-year-old boy. When I heard this, I called my son to me and hugged him tight. I feel for the mother and father now grieving the loss of their child.
Yet another reminder of how fragile life is.
Thank You, Lord, for another day… for bringing my son home safe. Every day, I pray that he be kept safe and healthy in Your care.