Sing O heavens! Be joyful O earth! And break out in singing O mountains! For the Lord has comforted His people, and will have mercy on His afflicted.
I am so numb. Yet again the tragic loss of innocent life has made it into the headlines. Other parts of the world are used to this. Not us. Mass murders, barbaric killing. How hard it can be to see the beauty in this world when it seems to go from mourning to mourning. I don't want to have to think about the dreadful day when I lost my husband. I don't want to be reminded of the details of death and burial. No more memorials, no more days to mark on the calendar with words like "Patriot Day". Why can't they leave us alone? Why do we have to have another causualty count?
Oh and the aloneness. To be alone in this world, missing the one I love, during such a crazy time. That's the irony, isn't it? The person who protected our family is dead, and in this new and scary world I'm the protector of my family. I'm the one my girls will turn to to explain the unexplainable, to reassure them they are safe, when all around them is proof they are not.
Yet what do I hope in? When God promises to show mercy I must believe He will, or there is no point in continuing. In our loss He has provided, in our pain He has brought comfort. As long as people will murder without regard He will wipe away the tears and care for His own.
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