Air France Crash

It has been a couple of days and still nothing ... no explanations on why that plane crashed, just uncertainty and loss. I guess we most likely will never know. This has brought long flashbacks to me ... back to a few years ago in the same place. We left Rio de Janeiro very late as they appeared to have issues with the front of the plane but yet Varig cleared the plane to fly and there we went. I was in the washroom when the pilot informed us that we were having mechanical problems and we needed to turn back immediately. Those were terrifying moments as we had no idea if we were going to land ok or not. I will always remember one of my friends holding that elderly lady's hand so tight whom she didn't even know and praying with her while another was sleeping completely oblivious of the crisis. I will always remember the red flashes from the fire engines and ambulances lighting up the night as people were trying to stay calm. Anyway we landed ... a little bumpy but landed and we spent another day in that gorgeous city.
I pray deep in my heart that those poor souls had no time to realize what was happening to them. I find it harder and harder day after day to believe in a creator. I just wish I could find the faith that is so badly eluding me each moment of my day.