Something really bad just happened. Be warned, some of the imagery on that link is a bit graphic, so don't go there if you've got a weak stomach. For those who have not yet heard, an apparent act of terrorism has taken place in Boston, taking place during the Boston Marathon.
My prayers go out to those that were injured, those that were witnesses, emergency responders, and everyone else that will have direct or indirect involvement with regard to this tragedy. Our government once again needs God's direction to know how to react to the situation appropriately. Family needs God's hand to talk to their loved ones, and mourn losses, appropriately. At a moment like this, I hope that our nation turns to God. For, I know He is present and working hard in this aftermath, even if right now the situation seems the worst of cruelties.
On a more specific and intimate level to my life, I can speak of a near tragedy that turned into a miracle. I eat lunch with a student every week at a nearby elementary school. He got really sick at the beginning of this year, badly enough to get airlifted by helicopter to a specialty hospital. His road to recovery will take time, but God has His hand in the recovery. For, even though he got so sick, he also got some desperately needed attention in the form of one-on-one education. In the three months between the time I last saw him before he got sick, and the first time I saw him after his illness, his academic ability increased significantly. Some people call that a silver lining. I call it God. While it may seem silly to point out an event specific to my life during a national tragedy, I find it a compelling story similar enough in nature to this one to remind everyone God can do work here.
I know God is present to make this kind of things, and many other miraculous ones, come out of such a horrendous event. I do not wish to downplay the tragedy that the massacre certainly was, and is. However, I do hope everyone remembers, God is present, there, too. Take a moment to pray for the victims, whether directly or indirectly impacted. And, remember, we're all people - and all of us hurt when something this terrible happens. Now is not a time for hate to blossom, but instead to remember to find a way to love.