Two of the individuals in the car were Manhattan Beach residents. One of the victims, Henry Pearson was a friend to many of my friends... friends who are now trying to figure out why such a senseless act happened.
The only survivor of the crash, John Wilhite, is a family friend. Our parents have known each other for years, my brothers have known him, played baseball together, we've gone to school with him. He has been in critical condition since the crash, until this morning... I don't if words can really describe the magnitude of his injuries.
I am not going to stand here and say that i am particularly close to any of these guys, but i am close to people who are close to them. It is horrible to feel the hurt that is around. The hurt that fills my facebook homepage, that has consumed the conversations and life of the people of Manhattan Beach.
My God is not Freddy Kruger. I know he did not cause this and this is absolutely not his intention... But my God is a God of redemption who can work all things together for the good of those who love him. He is savior, restorer, creator of the universe, savior of all, alive and present and powerful today and forever more.
So God... Be God. Be Big. Be Powerful. Be Savior.
Don't stop praying.
