I’m raw and unfocused today. Overnight, we learned some news that is hard to process and absorb. Think of the aphorism about ripping the bandage off of a deep wound that has not healed, and maybe never will. And then seeing that the wound is deeper, much deeper, than you ever realized before.
I am devastated.
I still believe God is over all, but I also am trying to process, and will be doing it for days, months, and years to come, the question of “God, where were you?” Also, “God, where are you now?”
If you are someone who believes in prayer, may I ask for your prayers for my family? If you in turn need prayer, I am glad to do that as well. Thank you.
