I'm reminded of a disaster that occurred when I was in high school.
My buddy Steve had two younger brothers, Charley and Chris. Their dad had a good sized boat, and we all used to go out to an island for a picnic several times each summer. One day we came back, and found that Charley was not with us. He was found floating in the water several days later. He fell overboard and no one could hear him over the engines. (One very good reason to sail).
All the survivors felt guilty, almost responsible for the accident. The family was wrecked emotionally for years, and my friendship with Steve ended because I could not deal with it either.
I did not know then as I do now that we live in a fallen world, and God is not in charge of everything that happens here on Earth, as some would have us believe, but our separation from Him allows the adversary to get his licks in sometimes, to our very great distress.          Comfort may be found in knowing that there is reunion in Heaven, and that despite incredible disasters, life goes on for some, and in time, joy will be found again. I know several catters who will back me up on this, and I'm working on it too!

Keep on keepin' on!

MD aka Jim