I may ramble a bit, so please forgive me. My heart is so heavy for this great nation. I am relieved that my friends here and in real life are safe.

I am a Christian and I am proud of it. Yesterday I relied on Jesus to get me through this. I am getting my strength from him.

At this moment I am so full of rage against Bin Laden and all his followers. I want him and his followers dead. I wish we could parade them down Fifth Avenue in NYC and have everyone who wishes be allowed to stone the bastard to death. I know this is harsh, but I can't help it. I want to smell the napalm in the morning in Afghanastan.

Yet the moment I think this, I ask Jesus for forgiveness. I know this is a wrong thought to have, but I can't help it. Yet I know that its wrong. I can't help this feeling, and I feel so guilty about it. I want revenge and justice done. I assume that they are a lot of people out there feeling the same way I am.

I also want to offer comfort to everyone here. I know that there isn't much I can do, but here is something that I have been repeating since the first time I heard about this.

Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepard, I shall not want. He makes me lie in green pastures, he leads me beside still waters, he restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the shadow of the valley of death, I fear no evil for you are with me your rod and your staff. They comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoit my head with oil, my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the House of the Lord my whole life long.