It's a sad weekend.
An acquaintence of my son, who was only 16, was killed in a car wreck. My son is trying to comfort a mutual friend, and is having a hard time. It's so different when the person who dies is so young.
I heard the sirens. I remember being relieved because I knew where all my children were and that they weren't the reason for the sirens.
A friend of mine is going through some dark times this weekend.
Lots of dark. But God shines through the darkness, and His light leads the way.
