I don’t know how else to start this entry than that. Today after vacation Bible school two of the kids were with us in the morning were in a car crash. The older brother who was in my class is hurt, but will be fine. His younger brother (and 8 year old little boy) however died in the crash.
I spent some time with the older brother today. It was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do as a pastor, but when it was over I got to come home and hold my little boy close and tell him I love him and put him to bed. I can’t imagine the pain of this family who didn’t have that luxury tonight. I can’t imagine what they must be feeling. I feel so deeply for them, and I wish there were magic words that I could say to make everything better. All of the stuff that you know is true because you follow God just seems hollow to say.
My eyes were opened today to the frailty of this life that we hold. One moment these kids are learning about Peter and singing about being on the Boomerang Express and the next their family is talking about making arrangements and we are trying to figure out where God is in the middle of this. I thought all afternoon about the things that I didn’t say and didn’t do that I should have done today at Bible school and tonight after church when all of the youth were going to the Blue Moon to hang out I came home to put Nathan to bed simply because I could, and the fact that I could is something that I take for granted way too often.
Please pray for this family and pray for us tomorrow as we go back into VBS. We have to figure out what to say to the 50 other students who will be looking to us for how to respond. Pray that God will give us wisdom and strength.