*in my prayers*

Last night a saw a view of the city that I'd never seen before, I found a peace that I haven't known for a while now. Suddenly, as the sun set behind the city lights and the buildings gave off a purple hint as they watched the sun set in its glory, the city was at peace and it knew nothing of heartaches, nothing of trials, nothing of chaos. And as I watched, two boys skateboarded down some stairs, enjoying the evening as much as anyone else. A woman drove home from work only to meet her children in the front yard. Life was perfect last night, calm and peaceful and beautiful. Though in a place not so far away, people lost their homes, all their belongings, their treasures. Some lost their lives, some their hearts, some their cars, some their family members or friends. So how can one night be magical, perfect in one place and totally ruined in another? I guess we all must remember that someday that could be us, something like that could happen here, to us, or to people we love. So in time, we will experience total chaos, ruins of a city we loved, and everything we had gone to the winter wind. But right now, we can pray for those that have lost it all. And although my night, my view, my experience was perfect, gorgeous, holy and true, someone else was hurt, someone else lost everything they had, so they will be in my prayers, for now and or a long time on out.