At that instant
of time when I gave all up to him to do with me as he pleased, and was willing that God should rule over me at his pleasure, redeeming love broke into my soul with repeated scriptures, with such power that my whole soul seemed to be melted down with love; the burden
of guilt and condemnation was gone, darkness was expelled, my heart humbled and filled with gratitude, and my whole soul, that was a few minutes ago groaning under mountains
of death, and crying to an unknown God for help, was now filled with immortal love, soaring on the
wings of faith, freed from the chains
of death and darkness, and crying
out, My Lord and my God; thou art my rock and my fortress, my shield and my high tower, my life, my joy, my present and my everlasting portion.
Left in the
wings to this questionably inspirational angle
of the story are the families affected by the tragedy, the conflict between continuing the program and canceling it
out of respect, and the
guilt of the survivors.