Right now I am at the airport waiting to leave for Haiti. On the way to the airport Tali and I talked about the tragedy at the Boston Marathon. We talked about how much sadness and hurt surrounded that event. As Tali dropped me off I felt a twinge of fear . What if something happens at the airport or on the plane? We do not know when our last day will be or how much our life could change in an instant. During a time like this I want to think or say something profound to make the hurt for all those affected go away. But no thoughts or words can do that.
With all of the sadness and tragedy I have seen over the years with PID, I still cry and am puzzled at the why, but I know that in the midst of all the tragedy, the sadness and the confusion that happens in life we are called to make each day count.
The importance of our lives are not in what we accumulate or achieve but in the love we show and the joy we share with those around us. We don't know how much time any of us will be given . So we need to make each moment count. As I leave for Haiti I have a peace knowing that I am where I am suppose to be.
Our thoughts and our prayers go out to all of those affected by the tragedy on Monday.