My Heart Is Broke.

I'm getting really sick of national tragedies. I feel like every couple of months, there is a new terrible headline, announcing that people are dead, dying, or severely injured. And these people that cause these crimes? They all must be crazy. Look at how they are acting in court!

Today, a bombing at the Boston Marathon left 3 dead, and about 150 injured. There was blood everywhere. People had lost limbs. And all for what? What point did this terrorist have to prove? How did they show anyone who was in charge? We still don't know WHO it was. So obviously, they aren't exactly in the spotlight.

And people. Sweet, hardworking people. Have mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, cousins, aunts, uncles, and friends that are injured. Because terrorism doesn't stop for anyone. It destroys lives, and kills several with no general message, or mean of communication. The only real message? Hate. HATE.

I wasn't even shocked when I heard about the bombing. And I think that's what breaks my heart. It seems that every time America starts to heal from one horrible tragedy, another one immediately follows.


Aurora, Colorado. July 12, 2012:
Gunman attacks midnight screening of The Dark Night Rises. 12 dead, 58 injured.
There were articles that followed for months after, as victims families were featured in magazines, web pages, and news reports.

Sandy Hook Elementary School. December 14, 2012
Gunman attacks an Elementary school. 20 children dead. 6 adults dead. Countless injured.
There are still articles that feature the stories of families, and there are still web pages and news reports on how families are surviving.

Boston Marathon. April 15, 2013
2 Bombs explode at the finish line of the Boston Marathon. 3 dead. 150 injured.
There is still so much chaos. I think what kills me the most is that the last mile of the marathon was dedicated to the victims and the families of Sandy Hook Elementary school.

My heart is broken.
I'm losing my faith in a "common good" in people.
I believe that people generally are good.
But where there is good, there is evil.



So pray. Pray as hard as you can. Pray that the injured heal. That the emotionally injured heal. That families of the victims get information quickly. And that someday, we'll feel safe in our own country.