I had the title of the post all set, a writercize and sample ready to go.
But, somehow, it just feels more appropriate to take pause and offer a prayer for what happened at the real Boston marathon on Monday.
I lived in Boston as a young adult after college. I met my husband in Boston, and made some very close friends. I do not personally know anyone who was injured. The incident is distant enough that I have not been directly affected, but close enough that I do have a few friends who are seeking prayers for their immediate friends and family members. Two who lost limbs. Two others in the hospital with shards and burns. The world is small. Out of approximately 200 people who were hurt, I am connected within one person to at least four of them. I live in Los Angeles now, about as far as one can get from Boston and still live within the continental United States, but I am reminded how small and interconnected this web of life is.
Please, join me to pause in a brief moment of prayer and reflection for the lives lost and changed by this event.
|Boston skyline - courtesy www.morguefile.com - free photo sharing|
If you care to share your thoughts and prayers, please, feel free to do so in the comments below.