How can I sit in the comfort of my own home, amidst my loving family, and not make mention of what's going on at the other end of the world?
I heard the news on the radio, I read online the numbers of missing and dead, but until I saw the images on television news, and heard the interviews of people who were caught up in the midst of this terror, I could not begin to fathom the depth of the destruction.
A cultural face of our earth has been terrorized by nature -- isn't nature supposed to be beautiful for the most part, encouraging growth and rebirth? It isn't supposed to rob us of lives and livelihoods and homes and countrysides. But it does...
So today I must say a silent prayer for all those people whose lives were lost, all those children who were too young or too weak to fight this natural disaster, all those whose families have been torn apart. And I pray that those who are still missing might miraculously be found, alive and well, to carry on as best they can, as beacons for others.