Bad things

The last few days have been a storm of media output about two specific events. Firstly we heard of the terrible news that 91 people were dead from the dreadful tornadoes in Oklahoma. Fortunately the next day this number had reduced to about 22. Twenty-two too many of course. It makes one question why does God allow this to happen doesn’t it? But he tests us, and that in turn makes us stronger. Our love, prayers and thoughts go out to those involved particularly  Kelli. I can not imagine what it is like to avoid a hurricane like Kelli did, and I will try my hardest not to complain about the British weather again.

The second thing to hit the headline (yesterday) was the terrorist attack where two men run over a serving soldier and then stabbed him before trying to cut his head off. (http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-22634468). It annoys me that these people are living in and usually living off the British tax payer, while at the same time planning to cause disruption in such an awful way. I was saying to Mrs Dave, that to me this attack is perhaps in some ways different from the dreadful bombing attacks we are used to. It makes you worry about walking down the street, this time the attack seems personal if you know what I mean.

And then I heard of a friend who lost their fifteen years old grandson in an accident, a dreadful thing to happen to anyone. Please pray for Sandy and her family.

And lastly (one a slightly lighter note) I had an accident on Sunday with the dishwasher! We were loading the dishwasher so the door was down. I stood in front putting some cups in, and went to step to move away but realised Lily-May was there, so to avoid hurting her I stepped forward and banged my shin bone straight into the corner of the door. Boy did it hurt, and now some days on its still hurting. My fear is cellulitus, as it is the same leg I had that infection in before.

Stay safe