I'm watching the images at the Boston Marathon, and I feel so helpless!  I just keep praying for the people there.  I can't help but think about the runners, how tired they are, how close to the finish, what their bodies have already gone through to get there, then to be greeted by either the explosion, or the horrific news of the explosion.  The runners that are still on the course, what about them?  Where do they go?  The physical and emotional toll that is being placed on each person there.  And then I think about the spectators.  The friends and families there to support their loved one.  Innocent.
They are all innocent.
It's heartbreaking.
I know that I am fortunate enough to live in a country where these things are rare, but it doesn't make it any less horrific or scary.
I don't know if its because I'm now in the running community that this is effecting me this way, or if it's just because I can't turn off the news, but I am just sad.  Horrified.  And continuously praying.
What should be such an exciting day for these people, has become a nightmare!  They are fulfilling their dreams, they trained for this, they made it!  And it ends in horror.
Not to mention all of the people who were working at the race, or just in the area because that's where they live/work.
My prayers are with them all.