Sometimes I do not like posting about the catastrophes that occur in our society.
I don't like to post about them because it seems cliche.
I don't like to post about them because there are no words I could ever express adequate enough to reflect the horror and the heartache that follow such events to those involved.
However, this event ... this event hit close to my little runner heart.
I have been a runner my entire life.
It is well-known that one of the crowning events for a dedicated runner with high ambitions is to qualify for and run in the Boston Marathon. Some people spend years of their lives trying to meet this prestigious event.
Personally, marathons aren't my thing. I haven't ran one yet. I keep saying I will run one. And maybe one day I actually will. Still, thoughts of running the Boston Marathon float somewhere in the midst of my mind, because that is what runners do.
I tried to imagine what it would be like to be accomplishing one of my greatest dreams of my life and to have it be the darkest day for so many. As I saw the horrific events unfold, I wondered what it would be like if I was there, what would I do?
Immediate thoughts of running "away" came to my mind. Although, run to where? In such unknown circumstances one corner is no safer than another. No distant street is guaranteed refuge.
And as those thoughts crossed my mind I saw men and women running towards the explosion. For a brief moment I couldn't understand why someone would run towards the danger. And then it hit me. They were running to the aid of the injured.
There were countless individuals succoring the victims of such a tragedy.
Yet, the aid did not end there.
Just as some of those runners have dedicated their lives to reach their goal there are others who dedicated their lives to rescue lives - the physicians, nurses and other medical professionals who would prevent some of the carnage.
Evil does exist.
But so does good. There are helpers all around. Helpers who will lighten the pain and heartache of others.
As tragedy strikes too frequently, my thoughts are similar to those I felt regarding Connecticut and the beautiful Christmas hymn, "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day".
And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!"
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep;
"God is not dead, no doth He sleep;
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men."
Ever remember that YOU are the person that ensures right prevails in the aftermath of tragedy. WE are the people who must bring peace on earth and good-will to men - because we can.
Today, let us be the good we want to see in the world.
I challenge you.
I challenge you to ...
Offer kindness to all those around you. To those who possibly don't deserve it. Or to those who failed to give it to you.
Grant forgiveness to someone who has asked for it, or even someone who has not.
Find a moment to be a "helper".
Reach out to someone who is lonely.
Compliment one who finds it difficult to recognize the good in themselves.
Give love to someone who often pushes it away.
Do for someone something they cannot do for themselves.
Be patient with someone who it would be easier to not be.
Whatever it is, I challenge you to be the good in the world today.
I accept the challenge.