These last few days have been a blur for me.
Just last week we drove through Houston and spent the night with friends of ours. We actually got very lost on our way to our friends and saw much more of the Houston area than we had thought we would. We traveled many of the highways that we now see on the news completely flooded. It is truly surreal.
Our entire nation is riveted to what real people are struggling with. Real people just like you and just like me.
Watching it all kind of puts our own lives in perspective doesn’t it? My broken dryer just doesn’t really matter when we look at people fighting to keep their head above water as they swim away from their flooded home. Who cares about the dryer? We will figure this out without any ado.
Then this past week-end a friend of mine was celebrating with family and friends her husband’s birthday at their neighborhood pool. Suddenly their 3-year-old was missing and well….although her husband did CPR their beautiful baby girl didn’t come back and passed from this world into the arms of our loving God.
And just like that my perspective again changes through the tears that have fallen over my friend’s little one. She is on my heart constantly.
Our response can only be to “Weep with those who weep.” Romans 12:15b
We have supported and followed Samaritan’s Purse for about 25 years. They are a ministry of integrity that is “boots on the ground” when tragedy strikes. Personally we have donated to minister to those affected by Harvey through Samaritan’s purse. The link is Samaritan’s Purse for Harvey. (Of course there are many organizations that are worthy of our support. This is just the one we turn to in times of tragedy.)
I have also been trying to find a place here in Phoenix where we could drop off supplies (water, etc) and finally found one. Although Dw’s in Africa, the kids and I plan to gather tangible items this weekend to donate.
Through tears I pray for those, like me, who have medically fragile treasures who have daily meds, trachs, feeding tubes, oxygen and monitors…how are they even remotely managing? What about the elderly?
My mind thinks and prays for those serving our nation overseas and have family in the Houston area. The toll of being separated is nearly unbearable, but at a time like this? I can’t even begin to grasp.
My friend’s baby girl, Hurricane Harvey and all those affected, whether rescuers, habitants or friends….I am at a total loss for words, there are only tears.
What’s your perspective today?
Pray with me and do something. Be His hands and feet.
Lord Jesus minister your peace to the devastated, your courage to the desperate, your comfort to the painfully hurting and may we be moved to action, no matter our locale, on behalf of our fellow mankind.