Life is precious, life is frail. We saw a man lose his life today on our way to a quiz meet. It was a case of motorcycle vs. car, and unfortunately the guy on the motorcycle lost. He ran through a red light and hit the car that had the right of way. At times like this I feel hopeless. I wish I could do something to make it stop, something to comfort people. The lady driving the car was very distraught, understandably. How would someone deal with killing a person, even though it was not at all her fault? All I could do was pray that God would somehow make himself real to the lady and this guy's family. He was 41 years old. We are called to rejoice in the Father in all things, but sometimes that is difficult. Yet, I can rejoice that He is in the midst of this, working His will through all things.
The quiz meet was very refreshing after this accident. To see kids quoting verses from the first few chapters of Galatians was great. The zone is rather small, but these kids are studying the Word, which is the most important thing. Doug and I went out to Olive Garden after the meet -- soup, salad, and breadsticks! Yummy!
If you are reading this blog, and have the desire to do so, please pray for the families involved in today's accident. Thank you!
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