Yesterday was a heavy, heavy day. Even though I’m in California, the tragedy in Las Vegas felt very close to home. So many of us here had friends, family, and co-workers at Route 91. Somehow, everyone I knew there made it home unharmed, physically at least. My heart aches so much for everyone whose family and friends didn’t. My heart aches for my friends who had to experience that terror and will likely be experiencing it for years to come.
I’m finding comfort in 1 Corinthians 1:25: For the foolishness of God is wiser than human wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than human strength. God’s plan and purpose are so far beyond my comprehension. Even if the evil that was done makes me dizzy with grief, nothing is outside His reach; nothing is beyond His power. If I keep my eyes on Him, my world-view stops spinning out of control.
I am a believer in the small things — in communities, in churches, in families, and in the individual. I believe that true potential for change starts within and extends outward to the people we interact with. When ugly things happen in the world and when things seem hopeless, I try to remember that. It starts with me. I cannot control others, but I can control myself. Today I can pray. Today I can be kind and loving. Today I can remain hopeful.