This past week has been one of high anxiety for many in the area where I grew up. A child was kidnapped on his way home from school. I was watching tv and an amber alert came on, the boy looked so much like a boy I knew in high school and the name was the same. Sure enough the boy’s father was the one from my old neighborhood.
Every kidnapping is a heartache, for those of us who have children the pain brings fear for your own. When you realize you know the parent you feel as if someone has taken the oxygen out of the room.
This week had an incredible God ending. My old friend’s son was found and as if that wasn’t enough of a miracle, he was found with another child who had been missing since 2002. Thank you God for your awesome miracle.