Praying for Paris

Of all the things that stressed me out Friday like: whether I'd make the train, if the weather was cold? should I bring a jacket? Will I make my work deadline? I come to realize. All in a few seconds a brother, a sister, daughter, fathers, and mothers lives are taken. I feel small, petty, my worries are minuscule. Life can change in a matter of seconds. It's saddening to imagine if this were, my brothers, my father, mother or sister I would be devastated. All this evil in the world make no sense. My heart is heavy for those that are affected. I pray for Paris.