Editor's column - I got mocked at work this morning when I explained that my column wasn't done because I didn't know what to think.

I got mocked at work this morning when I explained that my column wasn’t done because I didn’t know what to think. Since I am a self-proclaimed know-it-all, this produced some laughs. “Ha Ha, Deb doesn’t know what to think.”

To clarify that, I meant I didn’t know what to think about. As soon as I get the about, I have all kinds of thoughts.

Actually, just before I said I didn’t know what to think, I was thinking about the kids in that bad accident. And, what I was thinking about those kids was, “I don’t know what to think.”

A story about six kids, age 14 and under, driving around at midnight in a stolen truck and having a bad accident, is a mystery to most. What was going on? Who was supposed to be aware of these kids’ whereabouts?

It’s easy to point fingers and impossible to know what goes on with other people’s families.

There is one thing we can know—with no judging allowed. There are some very worried parents and family members who love their kids the best way they know how to, and they are now consumed with the condition of these kids. I haven’t seen any official reports, but the word is that a couple of the kids are very seriously injured.

I know what to think about that. I’m praying for them.