It's times like this that I can't believe the human race.
My son was 2 1/2 weeks old on September 11th, and I wondered what kind of world we had brought a child into.
Yesterday I wondered again - I know that atrocities of famine and war take place daily, but I still feel that the absolute deliberate indiscriminate premediated actions in the name of GOD for goodness sake are just an outrage.
My God doesn't want this
I pray for those who have been bereaved and those who are injured, those poor, poor people, just minding thier own business. It could have been any of us.
The tale of an ordinary woman, living an ordinary life, in an ordinary town... betcha can't wait!
4 comments:
I know what you mean -- I don't believe my God wants these horrible things either. How are you doing?
Hey Katy I'm good - today is a new day! Just going to drop by your blog now!
Thank you for stopping by my blog. I didn't see your comment until Saturday evening (6:00 p.m. Central US time). I do sympathize with you and your countrymen. You're right, it was done in the name of "God" but I think it should be spelled with a lower-case g.
Blessings and peace to you and your family.
I know that lots of people wonder what sort of world will be left to their children and rightly so but combined with that I believe that each child gives us the hope that maybe they'll be a wondeful contributor to solving these sorts of problems and preventing these sorts of tragedies.
Maybe we all be blessed.
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