Tragedy in our hometown

As you all know, we had a major tradegy hit our community a week ago. A crazed gunman went on a shooting spree, killing 6 people and wounding 4. I haven't written about this until now because I've needed time to collect my thoughts and process them. When Mark and I married I knew he wanted to go into Law Enforcement - and I was 100% okay with his choice - never, for one second, have I been worried about him - I've just always known that the Lord would protect him - some may call it being faithful and others may call it being naive - I call it being supportive. Even after this recent tragedy that shook our entire community I am still 100% supportive of my husband. I was shocked to see him on the cover of every newspaper and on every news channel, but more importantly I was grateful and PROUD - my husband was blessed with the protection needed in order to capture that man without accident or injury AND he was given the opportunity to serve his fellow men - in a way that some of us will never fully comprehend. This job takes him places he would rather not go and he sees things he would much rather not see, but in the end, when the day is through he has had the privaledge of making our community, and this world, a little safer and for that I am extremely proud of him. The other trooper who assisted Mark in arresting this man is also Mormon and there's a little joke going around the station that they are the "Stormin Mormons" and no one stands a chance with them! It's funny and perhaps a little true. I am grateful that I have a husband who trusts the Lord and was able to call upon Him just seconds before he encountered this man, and ask for protection, so that he could see Grace and I again, and strength to shoot this man if need be. This past week I have been a little emotional at times as I've reflected on the craziness of this world and the heartache the poor families who lost their loved ones must feel - my heart goes out to them. May they find comfort and peace in the Lord.