When I heard this on the news, my heart sank. I had friends at the marathon, dear friends of mine. My mind immediately raced at the thought of them possibly being hurt or worse. I found out shortly after posting a plea on one of my friend's wall for confirmation that they were all ok. Her posts go directly to her cellphone, so I knew if she was ok, she would answer. Within minutes, we got word that they were all safe. Her niece had just crossed over the finish line about 15 minutes prior, and they were out of harms way.
While I am thankful that my friends were all ok, my heart was broken for those that were not as fortunate. Their families and the first responders that had to try to search, help and locate more bombs, if there were any.
It's scary in the world today. There are tales of such things all over the world, as we sit and hold our breath every day in anticipation of someone getting a hot head and pushing a little red button that will change the world as we know it. And for what? Ego?
I am disheartened, but not at a loss of hope. I believe that there is still hope for mankind. Yes, I do believe we are in the end times, and it's becoming increasingly more and more evident. But there is still hope for those of us here to make a difference and leave a footprint of kindness towards one another.
Let us start the ball to rolling by being kind to one another, even when we don't want to be. That's truly the best time and the best way to make a difference in the world.
Live your life in hope, faith and strength, not fear. Believe in your heart that not all people are bad. There are still those of us that long for peace, and we can all do it if we do it together.
Peace on Earth.. good will towards men.