Cheeks
Betsy has such a round, squishy, kissable face. Chubby baby cheeks are the best. I am so thankful for this girl and for her big brother who is so sweet and loving to her. He did try to sit on her today, but not in a mean way. He just doesn’t quite understand that he can sit on me and Ben and we can play rough, but Betsy is just not there yet. She will be before we know it, and I’m sure she’ll be able to hold her own. But she didn’t cry any of the times he tried it today. She thought it was pretty funny.
Today I watched way too much about the Boston bombings. This morning, after everyone was dressed and ready to go run a few errands, I sat in front of the TV and watched the coverage in Watertown, just waiting for something to happen. After some time I decided that I couldn’t just sit and wait, so we left. It turned out that nothing more happened until this evening. We watched as they took Dzhokhar Tsarnaev into custody. It is amazing to me how much technology and intelligence this country has. So much of it we don’t even know about, which is actually a little frightening. The bombings took place on Monday, and by the end of the work week both men had been identified and found. All of it seemed like movie material, from the marathon to the guy hiding in the boat. I am thankful for the men and women who were involved in finding these brothers, and I am also saddened by the lives lost, the people injured, and the evil that exists in the world. When we were watching the coverage tonight, Carson asked what we were watching on TV. All I could think to say was that the police were looking for a bad man. I don’t envy parents who had to explain more than that to their kids, which made me wonder what parents said to their children after the Newtown shootings. How do you explain something like that to a child? It just seems so pointless. And I won’t go off too much about the Gosnell trial (if you know me, you know how I feel about it), but it breaks my heart and has me wondering how it is possible for people to take a life so callously. Boston, Newtown and Gosnell may not seem to have much in common except that in each case, someone thought they had the right to take life. I am thankful that God is in control of it all, even when we can’t understand why terrible things happen all around us. I can’t understand or explain it, but I can continue to trust in His sovereignty and pray for our country.
