 We are but unworthy servants. We don't understand your ways, but we implore your mercy. And I think in moments like that, it's best not to try and explain or rationalize tragedy like this. We don't understand. We do not. We are unworthy servants, but we just do what we're supposed to do, and that's to turn to heaven and pound the gates of heaven with our prayers for mercy, mercy, mercy. That's what we need, because without it, we're in the abyss.