I was just thinking of this before I logged on. When I was a small boy, I remember my father comforting us during some very violent Midwestern thunderstorms. His comforting voice, his arms protecting us. Today, we put on our Heavenly Father's armor for this moment. His love, His Word. We are disciples to guide all who want truth through these times. Lord God, give me the voice and strength to comfort and guide souls to You who seek the truth. Amen.