I’m been frustrated with so little time to sit and write – and I mean write, not talk-to-text in a moment of anxiety over something in the news cycle, or whatever.
So, since time is limited, reblogging something encouraging is a good way to keep things active.
Have a blessed and God-honoring day 🙂
Jogging past the site of the Rental Truck Terror Attack on Halloween in Manhattan, I couldn’t help but shed a tear.
The flowers, piled high in memorial of the lives lost just last week, offered a constant reminder of the horror that befell those innocent lives and their loved ones.
This type of narrative happens so often, I sometimes wonder if people have started to become numb to such horrific news.
Seeing the mourners pay their respects on the bike path in lower Manhattan, I was struck by how eerily low the number of runners and bikers were. The once bustling foot and bike traffic, now stagnant, with almost a palpable absence.
Have we crossed the threshold? Have we succumbed…
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