Pray for Brussels
Every morning anymore, I wake up and grab my phone to check the AP. It is a pretty good bet something horrific is happening or has taken place over night. This morning I woke up to the sad news in Brussels; just another notch on the belts of terrorists. I remember my childhood, so simple, safe, and carefree; it saddens me that children of today grow up in a very different world. My heart goes out to the people of Brussels who carry the weight of the world on their shoulders. I pray for Brussels.