For the past few days I’ve been listening to the radio about the devastation that appeared when a violent rotating column of air came into contact with both the surface of the earth and a cumulonimbus cloud, and how when the rotation disappeared, people reached their hearts up to heaven and prayed that all those they loved would be okay.
I’ve been blessed to never witness the power of a violent storm or witness the extreme violence of others, but I do understand the human heart and that there is one commonality that happens when devastation occurs… most people want to help, and for those of us who are far from being able to tangibly reach beyond the rubble, we silently arrive to our knees and ask God to provide all the help that is needed.
Today, as I was listening to the radio, a man came on and said, “I’m so angry at the people who call themselves Christians. All they ever want to do is pray that help arrives, but they never seem to actually do anything!”
There’s a verse in the Bible which reads: We ought always to thank God for you, brothers and sisters, and rightly so, because your faith is growing more and more, and the love all of you have for one another is increasing. 2 Thessalonians 1: 3
When I read this verse I see the power of humans reaching beyond the judging of others, but learning to love one another because of our differences. I’ve heard beautiful stories of Christians and Atheists joining hands to pull children out of the rubble, and I believe that prayers are a verbal expression of the hearts of those who believe. It doesn’t mean that we don’t donate to the Red Cross, or that we wouldn’t run into a burning building to save someone, but it means before we write the check… we pray. We pray that the little we have will be used and multiplied. We pray that when we run into the burning building that God will make a way for us. We pray, because within the hearts of those who believe… we believe that we can do anything through Christ who strengthens us.
Now, I have no idea why God allows adversities to happen, but I do know that when moments like this occur the world stops (if only for a moment) and we remember the value of life and how important it is to live each day in appreciation for the time that we are given.
And… each day there are people who live in boxes on the side of freeways, but yet millions of people drive past them thinking that they can’t make a difference, but when something as tragic as a natural disaster happens, those same homeless people, that people used to drive by, become one of many and people stop to help.
My prayer is that from this day “onward” I remember the importance of never waiting for a disaster to strike to help another, but to help another before disaster strikes.
ONWARD TO PRAYING!