A Little Too Close To Home

Three loud pops echo in my ears, and immediately I know. I know they are gunshots, and I know it's not safe.

Until yesterday, I had never heard gunshots in Ogden, I'd never felt endangered in my own neighborhood, and I'd never imagined something like this would happen so close to home. But that was yesterday, and today is a new day. I woke this morning more frightened and troubled about the events that had unfolded just a mere two and a half blocks from where I live, and my sense of security had severely been broken.

Police have taped off the road that I have walked a thousand times. My church parking lot is filled with squad cars and white flags - flags that serve as reminders of the events that transpired yesterday. They have barricaded the road that I use as my main throughfare every single day. They fight to preserve our safety and our freedom, and I remained indebted to them for their service.

Please, take a moment to remember what those "boys in blue" really do. They risk and give their lives for your safety, they fight to give justice for all.

May the Lord bless all who have been affected by this tradgedy. May the Lord bless Ogden.