A moment Pt.2

Today I learned more details of a young teenage girl who was stabbed multiple times and later died. It happened in my neighboring town and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. 

I needed a moment. 

Or two. 

This evening I spent a few moments watching the news and seeing all the terror happening in the Ukraine. The innocent humans killed and their dead bodies just laying throughout the city. 

I needed a moment. 

Or two. 

A few hours later I learned more details of my friend's death, and once again

I needed a moment. 

Or two. 

In those moments I also learned writing those words helped someone and was appreciated. 

Moments were taken.

And moments were given, to tell others they are loved and appreciated. 

Lastly..

A few moments ago as I was putting this tithe together, I spent some time reading the infamous story of Jesus feeding the 5,000. 

While reading the story, my eyes scrolled up to read the stories previous moments. 

And I saw something I never saw. 

The place Jesus was when he fed the 5,000 was a remote and solitary place. 

A place Jesus traveled privately after hearing of his cousins murder. 

Even Jesus needed

A moment. 

Or two.