Today is a day I’ll never forget. A tragedy close to my heart.
The first tweet of the Boston heartbreak today struck my soul…. and yet,
I can’t imagine the ache of the dear people affected so intimately by such hurtful, evil ways.
I’m a runner. Preparing for another race.
The joy and anticipation of the journey for many in the Boston marathon today was obliterated.
I have an 8 yr. old son.
One of those lost from the explosion was an 8 year old child.
In a few weeks, I’m headed to Boston.
To speak on trusting God in tough times.
I almost sob as I simply type the above words. It doesn’t seem enough. Mere human words are not enough to make sense of such awful, horrific acts of human depravity. And my words aren’t enough.
For when you need hope.
But you, O LORD, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3
I will not be afraid of many thousands of people who have set themselves against me all around. Psalm 3:6
Let your steadfast love comfort me according to your promise to your servant. Psalm 119:76
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. 2 Cor. 1:4
For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence, for my hope is from him. Psalm 62:5
You are my hiding place and my shield; I hope in your word. Psalm 119:114
Now may our Lord Jesus Christ himself, and God our Father, who loved us and gave us eternal comfort and good hope through grace, comfort your hearts and establish them in every good work and word. 2 Thess. 2:16&17
But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The LORD is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.” Lam. 3:21-24
As our minds attempt to comprehend the unthinkable,
we grasp for straws of understanding.
As our hearts ache with sorrow and heaviness,
we droop from the weight of burdens.
As our spirits argue with the dark meaningless of the world,
we beg for the light only You can shed.
And as our souls search for answers,
we reach for your Divine hand of healing and comfort through the peace only You can provide.