What We Need to Pray About – November 22, 2024
Sixty-one Years Ago Today Those who are old enough to remember can tell you where they were when they heard the news. The mournful report was read to the nation by Walter Cronkite with a tear in his eye and a lump in his throat. CBS interrupted its afternoon programming, a soap opera, with a news bulletin from Dallas. I was only four years old at the time, so I wasn’t old enough to understand what had happened. But I do remember my mother crying that day, and I could sense in my young heart the heaviness of the days that ensued. I remember watching his funeral on our old black and white TV. I remember the horse drawn carriage carrying the flag-draped coffin. And I remember the riderless horse. I later learned that the horse’s name was Blackjack. I especially remember the lighting of the eternal flame at his