People die at the hands of madmen every day.
Seems to happen most often in the Middle East, Africa, Indonesia.
Other places - far, far away. Places that are remote; places that are somehow - less civilized.
Closer to home - it feels worse.
I'm not religious. Used to be. Not for a long time now.
I would to God . . . .
Psalm 23 (KJV)
1. The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
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