Tragedy at the Boston Marathon

I’m deeply distressed by the news coming out of Boston–the horror of it and how close it hits home for me. I lived in Boston for twelve years, walked Boylston St. thousands of times; did my field ed at First Baptist Boston which is only a couple of blocks away from the finish line.

Marathon Day was always special even if you never were a spectator. The day’s excitement was infectious even if you spent it in class or at work instead of along the route. It’s been changed forever, a reminder of the suffering, pain, and evil in the world.

Pray for Boston. Pray for our nation. Pray for the world. Pray for the human race.

1 thought on “Tragedy at the Boston Marathon

  1. It is refreshing to see fellow WordPress bloggers calling us to prayer. I included the “National Prayer for Peace” in my earlier post as it seems so appropriate for us in this hour.

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