It's about 5:30am on a Saturday morning and I'm currently on an Amtrak Train to NYC. This morning I couldn't help but feel a sense of fear and uneasiness as I processed the fact that my train is taking the exact same route as the train that derailed last spring. As I rode through that same sharp curve, I prayed for the families that will be waking up this morning one family member short. I prayed that they would find the strength to get out of bed and that their breath would come easy to them. I can't even imagine what it would be like to live through a horror like that.
I was at the derailment site last spring. I helped hand out towels to first responders and I aided as needed. I saw the faces of the "un-injured" victims as they walked with police to go give their statement.
I hope that as I celebrate today, I can in some way redeem the journey those people never got to complete and I pray that I will carry the light of Christ into every conversation. I'm beyond excited to spend the day with my brother and I can't wait to love on him!
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