It is with a heavy heart that I write tonight’s post. By now, all of you will have heard about the terrible tragedy that occurred today at the Boston Marathon. As I type this, 3 people have died, including an 8-year old boy and 144 are injured. Of those injured 17 are in critical condition, 25 are in serious condition and at least eight of the patients are children. And yet, all of these people woke up on Monday morning excited. Some had won the lottery and were running the race and were probably happy and nervous, but knew their training would be worth it today when they crossed the finish line. Others were excited and proud of their friends and family who were accomplishing a huge goal. Some were just passing through on their way to meet friends and others brought their children to witness the spectacle. And others were families from Newtown, Connecticut who had lost their loved ones late last year and were sitting in the VIP section at the finish line as a special tribute to the children and staff members who were taken from them. All of these people and so many more woke up expecting it to be a great day, one they’d been anticipating for weeks or months and was finally here.
But no one could have ever guessed what was about to happen. I cannot even begin to imagine the fear they all felt when the bombs exploded. In that instant, everything changed. For those unharmed, how terrifying it must have been to witness the explosions and see so many injured in such a brutal way. And for those with family and friends in Boston, how long those hours must have felt while they waited to hear that their loved ones were ok.
I can’t even make sense of something like this and how such evil exists in the world. It makes my heart hurt and it makes me scared. It makes me think about how sad God must feel that his beloved children could inflict so much pain and sorrow.
I think today is just another reminder, and there have been far too many lately, that we never really know what the future holds. We don’t know what day will be our last and we don’t know if one day are lives are going to dramatically change. What I do know though, is that I trust in God and his love for me and all of his children. In times like this when it feels like there is nothing to hold on to, He is always there. I will be praying for all those affected by this tragedy.