Dear God...

Dear God,

I had experienced many emotions this week. I was falsely scared and sad, and I was truely scared and sad. The way I felt during each situation all rooted from a happy moment. I have always wondered if happiness and negative feelings should be in equilibrium. Because lately, they have.

This week I though my friend was dead. I was scared. Knowing that in any moment someone can say their last words in an instant. As dumbfounded as I was, as shocked as my body was, I dropped my books and prayed. Turns out this friend trick many of us by pretending to be dead. Death and emotions are definitely not subjects anyone should joke about.

I found out that my dancing buddy at St. Lukes passed away a few weeks ago. He was in his 50s. What was so striking about his death was that he looked perfectly healthy, always had a happy face and was never tardy in his attitude or in his work. He was a joyful man. Although I didn't get to spend time with him for that long, I'm proud that I knew him. He is a happy man, who dance with me with the radio songs, in front of the pharmacy counter. I hope you are doing okay up there Mr. Richard.

And now today, I was at the gasoline station and I saw two people fighting. I couldn't quite eavesdrop during the quarrel, but I saw that the man had a gun, and the woman had a small pocket knife. The woman called the police, and I did too. I was frightened, for the woman and for all the people in the gasoline station. The guy had a pistol and could easily ruin lives who were simply at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Thank you for all your protection, your love, and the safety you give us Lord.
I hope everyone will be safe this summer, and come back in one piece.
Amen.