The Miners' Tragedy

First things first... I'm not particularly interested in placing blame for the accidental dissemination of the mistaken information regarding the status of the 13 trapped miners in Tallmansville, W.VA. It wasn't done with any ill intent, and as long as a lesson is learned from it I'm happy.

That being said, I still can't help but feel so much sympathy for the family. If I had to guess, there was probably very little hope left that any of their loved ones were still alive in the mine. And then -- can you imagine it -- they receive a phone call that 11 of the 12 that were trapped had been found alive! The family and friends came outside and began to rejoice because of the misinformed miracle. The church bells ran...hymns were sung....tears of joy were shed. And then three hours later, the tragic news hit that only one person had survived and 11 were dead (12 including the one found earlier). The emotional ride that the families must have gone through is unimaginable.

All of this has reminded me of recent events in my family's history that have caused us a great deal of heartache, as well. Having a dangerous full time occupation myself, I am reminded of how fleeting life is, and how tomorrow is not certain. Thankfully, I have assurance and confidence in my eternal destiny. My hope is secure. This may not make the pain disappear, but the comfort it brings is inspiring. Indeed, where would I be without this hope?

My sincerest condolences and prayers go out to the family, friends and community of the miners who lost their lives in the accident.