Sherds from a jar of clay

My friend Lisa Ryken's son Josh is likely to win the prize when he returns to school and is asked that question. He went for a week with his Grandparents as they led a study tour in Great Britain. He was there this past week or so while they were in London. So he was there for the Live 8 concert (though I don't know if he got into the grounds or not), the announcement of the Olympics being awarded to London, and was on his way to the Airport to return home when the terrorist bombings occurred today. He, his grandparents and those in their group are all fine and Josh is back in the states now. But, the hotel where they are staying is just two blocks from where the double decker bus was bombed and when Josh saw pictures of it he recognized the red cylinder and other objects on the sidewalk as a place where he had been standing waiting just two days before. This is all with out hearing about any of the historic or cultural sites that he managed to squeeze in.

I praise God that he and his grandparents are safe and I pray for all those injured and families of those killed. It was sort of spooky to listen to the radio and be again reminded how you never know what a day will bring, some of the photos of dazed looking people and big groups of folks walking to get where they had to go where very reminiscent of 9/11.