When I turned on the television this morning I suddenly felt as though I had involuntarily joined the “tragedy of the day” club. It seems that each day’s news broadcast brings us videos of death and devastation. I suppose this is merely a side effect of our ability to instantly see almost anything anywhere there is a person with a phone. I know from reading the old Caddo newspapers and from the experiences of my own life that tragedies and wars and disasters have always occurred, but the former delay in hearing about them somehow softened the impact. And not being so connected with friends and family all over the globe made people less affected by the deaths and injuries. The events happened to strangers.
Now, no matter what happens or where, I know that a friend or family member of a friend or family member will be involved somehow. It makes it all so personal and difficult to comprehend on a daily basis. Praying today for West, Texas.