Life Can Be So Sad at Times

I’m not a fan of the news – I rarely watch it because it’s always so sad. Somehow I still end up hearing about the sad things that sometimes take place in our beloved borough.

On a mission to get my morning shot of caffeine, I overheard two ladies talking about the stabbing of two children. I immediately googled it and without warning the tears flowed from my eyes – I was overcome with so many emotions: sadness, anger, frustration, fear, and empathy. How could someone stab two innocent children? How were their parents coping? So many questions – no answers. I couldn’t stand in line for coffee – I could only say a prayer asking God to comfort the parents and families of the two children. I could not begin to understand what these two families were dealing with.

I have three nieces and two nephews all below the age of 7 and sitting here with the thought of anything happening to anyone of them made me gasp for a breath and I feel sick to my stomach.
As much as we’d like to protect our children 110% of the time – hideous crimes against our children take place sometimes every day. It’s a sad sad feeling even when you don’t know the families.

As I drove up to the building, I saw a community coming together – a community that cares about each other and about our children. I felt a spark of joy as I saw the unity, support, and comfort that this community was providing to the families of the two angels. As I placed the two roses with the toys, candles, and flowers left by neighbors and others, I asked God to bring us together more – not only in sad times but at all times. Although we were independent of each other – we need to understand that we are interdependent and connected. Some things cannot be accomplished unless we collectively come together.

Tonight I ask that we feel the connectedness as we pray for a speedy recovery for Mikayla and God’s comforting touch for PJ’s family.

XXOO

NAT

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