6 days later and the Japan earthquake and Tsunami is not just a bad nightmare refusing to go away. Its real. It only seems to get worse everyday with low temperatures that not only make rescue operations difficult but it lowers the chances of survival. Then there's the angle of the nuclear reactors giving way. There's a new intonation in the reporters voice that wasn't there before so I've put the volume down so I don't hear it. Pictures now are of radiation suits and masks and detectors. Could it get worse?
My heart really goes out to Japan. I wish I could do more, we could as a nation. For now is to trust, to pray it will end well.
I don't mean to under play the seriousness by using the disaster as an analogy in our lives. I realised the day my mum died, the traffic lights didn't stop working. The newspaper vendor was out on the street in his usual corner selling newspapers. Life goes on.
Your personal tsunami goes on even as everyday life goes by. Like it or not. You're allowed to call it a tsunami and not a little strong wind and rain if its just what it is; a tsunami in your life. Don't let people underplay your battles. They are as real as you know they are.
Does it mean when things seem so bad in our lives God's got His hands off the issue? I don't think so. Every tear being shed in the rubble and mud and snow in Japan He hears. The tears of the people trapped and struggling to survive. The tears of those who made it thru but must survive in death of their loved ones and country men and the desolation and destruction. The common factor for both; hope, in whatever quantity. A speck of hope will suffice.
Our efforts to scream for help, while stranded under our rubble of life, fall into emptiness or to 'rescue workers' who don't have the capacity to help. Does it mean we won't be counted as survivors of our tsunami's? Not quite yet. God's got this one under wraps. His got us in the palm of His hand whoever, wherever we are. I choose to believe it will be ok. Its not over yet. It will be ok.
My heart really goes out to Japan. I wish I could do more, we could as a nation. For now is to trust, to pray it will end well.
I don't mean to under play the seriousness by using the disaster as an analogy in our lives. I realised the day my mum died, the traffic lights didn't stop working. The newspaper vendor was out on the street in his usual corner selling newspapers. Life goes on.
Your personal tsunami goes on even as everyday life goes by. Like it or not. You're allowed to call it a tsunami and not a little strong wind and rain if its just what it is; a tsunami in your life. Don't let people underplay your battles. They are as real as you know they are.
Does it mean when things seem so bad in our lives God's got His hands off the issue? I don't think so. Every tear being shed in the rubble and mud and snow in Japan He hears. The tears of the people trapped and struggling to survive. The tears of those who made it thru but must survive in death of their loved ones and country men and the desolation and destruction. The common factor for both; hope, in whatever quantity. A speck of hope will suffice.
Our efforts to scream for help, while stranded under our rubble of life, fall into emptiness or to 'rescue workers' who don't have the capacity to help. Does it mean we won't be counted as survivors of our tsunami's? Not quite yet. God's got this one under wraps. His got us in the palm of His hand whoever, wherever we are. I choose to believe it will be ok. Its not over yet. It will be ok.
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