I don't know what to say. Oh, I have emotions, concerns, convictions. I have friends and family that share them, and I have friends and family that don't. So I hope. I pray. "Love will never end." I didn't take this picture. But it is me and my granddaughter, 10 1/2 years ago. I held her in my arms, amazed with her newness and prayed. And I suspect it was the same prayer all grandparents pray for their grandchildren: for health and safety and faith and love made real in her life. Tonight I will be with members of my Sunday School class sharing what love we can with the homeless. And praying. And remembering this moment not so long ago. And I suspect that will be better than anything I might have seen on television today.