It's 10:30pm here and across the Atlantic dawn has barely broken. But yet instead of waking to the overwhelming sunset, they rise to the downpour of .38 millimeters. Here I am lying in my home while a young girl lies in the pool of her dying younger sister. Silence penetrated by the wail of sirens fills the streets while the muffled sounds of the news fill my house. And it is in these times that people deny God and fail to trust in him. How could he do this to us? If there is a god, then why didn't he stop the death of 140 innocent people? People question there faith, they question God? But it is written in the the book of Genesis that God gave free will. He gave us the ability to choose, because if we had no choices, then there'd be no point in living. God gave us free will. He gave us the ability to destroy. But God also gave us the ability to survive and evolve. We are meant to survive. Paris will reach the light at the end of this very dark tunnel and eventually there shall be peace. But for right now I sit here writing, thinking about everything I've got to do tomorrow, when I really should be thanking the Lord for this day, this now, because I will never have this moment again, and in spilt second, it could all be gone. I pray for those in Paris, the dead, the dying, the injured, and the survivors that they may keep surviving.
