For many of us, we wake up on Monday mornings dreading having to go back to work...although thankful to have a job. How many of us go to work on Monday mornings thinking that we'll never return home again? Can you imagine?
I received a text from my boyfriend saying there was a shooting in his building but he was fine. I turned the radio on only to hear that this was still a live situation and that people were being shot at left and right. I text him back...and I don't hear anything for another two hours. Can you imagine what a long two hours that was?
But, during this time I can't help but reflect on God. Reflect on who He is; how great He is; the many outcomes that could have happened, but didn't; His protection; and His love. It grounds me. It encourages me to trust Him more and more. It strengthens my faith!
During this time of chronicling my life events, I want to take the time to say I'm praying for the 12 families affected by this tragedy. My boyfriend hadn't made it to work yet, so glory be to God he didn't have to go through the ordeal, but many of his colleagues did. Life is short enough and tomorrow isn't promised to anyone. These are praying times and I pray that God be with them and with us all.