All I know is, these people who have been harmed, who have been hurt, and who have and still are suffering have loved ones, as we all do.

Misfortunes appear to occur by mere twists of faith. What if that were me? What if that’s my son, daughter, cousin, brother, sister, mother, father, uncle, boyfriend, best friend who was there?

What if I was?

It sounds like a selfish thing, but you know, history is “his/her story.” It’s a personal narration of how a person experienced an event. Yet I’m not really concerned for my sake, but for those who’ve lost and have hurt.

Dear Lord, I thank You for the survivors, for giving them a new chance at life.

I pray for the victims of the shooting, that they might be brought in Your arms. I pray for their families, that they might find healing and forgiveness.

Lord, I know that this is not a product of Your Will. You are good and perfect, and this is an anomaly of what You want for us. 

Lord, I pray for everyone in the world. Seal us with Your blood, and protect us from the snares of the enemy. Let everyone come to know You, Lord, in the truest sense of the word. Just keep us in You all the time.

We pray all these in Your most precious and mighty name. Amen.