How My Heart Goes Out

How my heart goes out to those affected by the bombings.

How my heart goes out to those feeling the fear of the unknown:

-The location of a loved one.

-The safety of a loved one.

-The uncertainty of tomorrow.

-The loss of a family member, a friend, et cetera.

How my heart bleeds for them, these poor souls, shrouded in confusion at the events that took place today.

It’s times like these that make me question what man is truly made of; how capable of evil we are, of intentionally harming one another with little to no remorse.

The events in Boston, like many such tragedies, were a display of the best and worst of man. The worst in the evil committed today. The best in the heroic actions that took place by emergency responders, people on the scene who stepped up to help, and the runners that went beyond the finish line and straight to the hospital to give blood.

May the good of these people, the courage, the kindness exceed the effects of the bad.

People are confusing.

Earlier, I quoted Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness, reiterating that “The mind of man is capable of anything–because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future.” Unfortunately, today, the negative side of such a quote was illustrated.

But I would like to think that it’s possible to look at the courage presented today and think of that as something brighter; a hope, a light at the end of the tunnel, the ability of man to overcome such awful moments of darkness.

How my heart goes out to the victims and their families.

How my heart bleeds for those who have bled.

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