Where Was God in Vegas?
Where was God in the late-night hours of October 1, 2017, in Las Vegas, Nevada?
He was in the man who became a human shield to protect someone else in harm's way.
He was in the man who opened the door to the freezer truck, who said to those fleeing, "It's safe, come in here."
He was in the medic who was off-duty but did CPR for eight minutes only to see the man die in his arms.
He was in the lady who helped another lady pull off her shoes because she couldn't run fast enough without falling.
He was in the man who became a human shield to protect someone else in harm's way.
He was in the man who opened the door to the freezer truck, who said to those fleeing, "It's safe, come in here."
He was in the men who loaned their trucks to transport the injured to a nearby hospital.
He was in the nurses and doctors who after working all day returned to work all night without complaining.
He was in the veterans who yelled out, "I'm a trained veteran, what can I do."
He was in the person who compressed the leg of the complete stranger to keep him from bleeding out. He was in the medic who was off-duty but did CPR for eight minutes only to see the man die in his arms.
He was in the hand of the man at Motel 6 who opened his door to those escaping Mandalay Bay with nowhere to go.
He was in the one who grabbed an abandoned phone so if in case the owner called he could return it. He was in the lady who helped another lady pull off her shoes because she couldn't run fast enough without falling.
He was in the man who waited for the shots to cease so he could stay to help the injured.
Right now there are more people standing in line to give blood at the American Red Cross in Las Vegas than have ever stood in line before. Volunteers have shown up to hand out food and drinks to those who are waiting in line. People are cleaning up debris in the middle of the streets without being asked.
God was glorified last night in sin city probably more, in my opinion, than man has ever eye-witnessed there before. Satan is mighty, but God is Almighty. God is close to the broken-hearted. He is strongest when we are weak. He magnifies himself in the most improbable, inconceivable, and least-likely ways. In the words of LB Cowman, author of Streams in the Desert, "We should never forget that redemption, the world's greatest blessing, is the fruit of the world's greatest sorrow."
Two survivors expressed my sentiment to a tee. From their very own words: "People were heroes everywhere. This was humanity at its finest." I agree.
I believe that God shines the brightest in total darkness. He shone his light on people who may have never seen it before, in a place known for being Sin City.
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