I have spent the morning watching the news. The world is a small place and most of us know someone; family, friends, business associates in the affected areas. Hawaii where friends are stranded and inconvenienced. Japan where dear friends of friends live and travel. People talk about the world ending. But the end of the world is such an individual thing. For hundreds perhaps thousands today, this part of what we call life, their world has ended…on this plane.
My nephew and his wife were in Thailand when that Tsunami hit. Fortunately they were hiking in the mountains in the north that day, cut off by all communication and completely unaware of the drama unfolding only miles away.
Loss of life by nature is just as tragic as by political battles and brutality. Maybe more so since it is innocent.
It gives us pause to remember the power of prayer. You do not have to be religious to pray. You just have to understand we are all connected. All part of one huge organism and when parts of that organism suffer our souls need to connect through at least a moment’s thought. That is prayer.