Monday was one of those days that will forever be burned into our memories. We will always remember where we were and what we were doing when we heard the news. For me it was at 7:30pm as husband and I finally sat down to dinner and turned on the television.
In times like this it is so difficult to find peace and understanding. Anger, confusion, hurt and heartbreak are tangible as we absorb this new reality. And yet, out of such deep, heart-wrenching pain we see the presence of love for one another. It has always been there, manifest as a smile or someone holding a door. But now it is in the spotlight as we hear stories of strangers reaching out to one another. A man using his belt to stop another man's bleeding leg, race volunteers frantically helping people to safety, Americans around the country donating money to people they have never even met, and millions upon millions of prayers.
In the face of such a tragedy, I hope we can all focus on the prevailing spirit of love, lifting up our fellow citizens in prayer and supporting them through this time.