Prove that there can be joy amongst suffering? My son was killed suddenly and I was devastated. Yet, I was warmed by the care and sympathy extended to me by complete strangers. One person, who was in the area where my son was killed, heard the ambulance siren and said a prayer for that unknown person. When he found out that person was a child, he looked up our name and address and wrote a note explaining that he had prayed for my son and was so sorry that our boy had died apart from his parents.
Can you imagine how that made me feel? That at the moment my son was dying, a moment I was completely unaware of, some stranger who believes, was petitioning heaven for my son's restoration to health, or safe passage to Heaven?
It touched me deeply. How much did it touch that gentleman as well? How much more compassion is there in the world, as I share that story and what it meant to me to the dozens of people I have shared it with?
Yes, just as during 911, we saw the worst of some people. We also saw the best of others. They often go together.
Thank you so much for sharing this touching experience with us.