A blessed young woman
Nick Jacobs (April 2, 2012)
It’s not my place to rant and rave about details pertaining to effective or ineffective anything, be it the vigilantes and media who falsely accused innocent individuals, the accidentally missed travels of a potential terrorist because of a misspelled name or even if a boat was in the original search zone.
What I will address today though is optimism and that old adage concerning being at the right place at the right time. Today, I’m writing about a local young woman who, not unlike Forrest Gump, has seemed to find herself at the center of some very significant life-altering events and tragedies, but, by the grace of God, has managed to avoid either injury or death in both situations.
Not that many years ago, she was a student at a major university when another terrorist launched an attack that resulted in the senseless massacre of 32 people and the wounding of 17 others. Where did this take place? It happened in the building beside the one where she was in class. Figuratively and literally, a bullet dodged.
In Boston, however, the situation was even more chilling. Her mother showed me a picture from the marathon taken by her daughter at the finish line. A young man with a hat was wearing a backpack, one the backpacks used in the bombings. Dzhokhar Tsarnaev was approximately an arm’s length in front of her. In fact, when she eventually realized who it was, she made the digital image available to the police. Oh, yes, and in front of Dzhokhar was Martin Richard, the 8-year-old boy who lost his life when the bomb exploded.
As a resident of Boston these past few years, she always supported the marathon as both a participant and an observer. This year, however, she decided to stand at the finish line to cheer on the runners, and had it not been for a friend, there is nearly a 100 percent chance that she would not be with us anymore. Dzhokhar’s backpack was placed on the sidewalk directly in front of where she had been standing.
What saved her life? She was hungry and, knowing that most of her friends were working that day, she called the one friend she thought might be available to go to lunch. Her friend said, “Yes,” and she walked away a few minutes before the bombs exploded.
So, college massacre averted, Boston massacre averted and, like Forrest, our friend survived. This tells me one thing: Watch out for this beautiful, intelligent young lady because the universe has so much more in store for her, and I’m sure her contribution to our world will be on a grand scale.
We all know the Gump-ism, "S^#@ happens," and as we move through life, it surely does. We’ve all had to dodge our own bullets. But I’m convinced that the subject of this piece will one day be responsible for helping us on a much greater scale. I’m sure that her mission will become clearer to her during her journey because there clearly are bigger things ahead for her.