While all the horrifying events in Boston were unfolding, this is what I was watching.
This was my peace today.
I woke up this morning and took the girls running so we could be home and watch the Boston Marathon. They rode in the stroller, in their pajamas, and ate muffins while I ran.
My heart was joyful. It was a wonderful way to start the day.
It didn’t end that way.
There’s a song that’s a favorite of mine at the moment; it’s called “10,000 Reasons” by Matt Redman. One verse always makes me cry.
“The sun comes up
Its a new day dawning
Its time to sing your song again
What ever may pass and whatever lies before me
Let me be singing when the evening comes.”
I don’t understand what happened today. Who could even pretend to understand something like this? As a runner, I take it personally. My peace, my hobby, something I share with my girls and my husband, something that I feel identifies me, has been shaken by terror today. I want to ask why and wait for answers that won’t come.
“Bless the lord oh my soul
Oh my soul
Worship his holy name
Sing like never before
Oh my soul
I worship your holy name.”