I've never really been very emotional. Today I listened closely as the news covered the airplane plane splash landing in the Hudson river in New York. At first, I was mostly interested in the events leading up to the plane going down. What was the cause, how long had it been in the air, how did the crew get the plane to perform a perfect splash landing. Then I became more and more interested in the rescue efforts.
As I was driving home from work, it was confirmed that there were no fatalities and minimal injuries. It was at that point that I started to feel this lump develop in my throat and some odd moisture attempting to attack my eyes. Of course, I fought it back. Repeatedly. The last ten minutes of the drive home, every time I thought about what could have happened and what did happen, the same feelings started to come over me. I must be getting a cold.
God is good!
Always
Spiritual Virtues: Discernment
11 years ago