I am sitting here at my desk staring at my monitors, reading reports about the bombing in Manchester, England last night. I am lost in thought.
- I am thinking about the 22 now reported as dying. Many of them children less than 18 years old.
- I am thinking about their families.
- I am thinking about the approximately 60 other victims injured by shrapnel or in the panicked flight to safety.
- I am thinking about the first responders and the emotions that they are going through.
- I am thinking about the people of Manchester that quickly opened doors to those seeking safety.
- I am thinking about the reports of Islamic State websites celebrating the bombing, while not taking credit. (I just saw a news report from the BBC that ISIS is now claiming responsibility – 8:30 a.m. CST)
- I am thinking about the 23 year-old arrested in connection with the bombing.
- I am thinking about how destructive hate is.
- I am wondering why things like this happen.
- I am imagining how saddened God must be at His creation.
I want to take the high road. I want to always demonstrate love. As I sit here and think, I think I will stop to pray. I will pray for the victims and their families. I will pray for the people of Manchester and her leaders. I will pray for the first responders. I will pray for the enemies of freedom, including those responsible for this attack and those celebrating it. I will pray that I can show love to my neighbor no matter his/her religion, political leanings, or ethnicity. I pray that I have the courage and strength to get off my knees and do more than pray, that I will find opportunities to help where I can and reach those near me with love.