Terrorists with long knives burst into our local train station last night at 9:20PM and stabbed travelers, killing at least 28 and wounding over a hundred more. Such a sad, senseless act reminds us of the brevity and uncertainty of our lives, even in a place that seems relatively safe.
We pass through this station each Sunday morning on the way to our international fellowship:
It is usually very crowded, with overflow seating still in place from the surge of passengers during Spring Festival:
We grieve with the families of those whose journey came to an end earlier than they expected, both young and old:
So awful! We grieve along with them, too. So glad that you didn’t have to deal with that kind of tragedy though.