Thinking of Japan, in prayerful meditation
As I watch the news coming out of Japan this morning, I’m overcome with a great and terrible awe. The magnitude of this devastation is unspeakable, the personal tragedies unimaginable. I feel as if I’m witnessing something more powerful than I’ve ever observed–something with broader implications than I could ever see, given my limited vantage point.
Mother Nature’s speaking volumes, isn’t she? She’s been whispering warnings for a long while now, but now she’s using her Outside Voice. With that kind of wakeup call, how can you help but listen?
I find myself at a loss for words, wholly unable to express the magnitide of my concerns, nor the depths of my sorrow. Maybe that’s all for the best. For aside from opening our hearts (and wallets), this seems a good time to sit quietly, in prayerful meditation.