My heart breaks for New Jersey, New York and all the victims of Hurricane Sandy. Why God why? Why did this happen?
How does one find faith after the storms?
People lost their homes, families ripped apart with loss of life and now they cling to a thread of hope. Two young boys pulled from their mother’s arms into floodwaters, later found dead. Why God why?
Emotionally gripping, this storm took everything from many. Those in Staten Island, NY cried out for help. The response was slow.
One woman wandered the ruins of her home. Looking for family photos, any memento she could find. Seeing a photograph of her mother, “this is precious to me,” she said. Clinging to family photo, she looked over at the reporter.
“I want to go home,” she cried. “I want to go home, but there is no home to go to. I want to go home, this is killing me.”
It took this woman 30 years to build the life she lived and the storm stole it all away.
Where does one go when there is no place to go? It does not seem fair. People need hope. Psalm 31:24 says, “Be strong and let your heart take courage, all you who hope in the LORD.”
I watch the news. I’m filled with anger. I hurt. I weep.
Many lost everything. Water swept away homes, vehicles, and boats. Cars stacked upon each other in fuel soaked waters. Boats toppled on top of homes. Yellow cabs neatly lined up submerged under water. Many towns completely destroyed.
Why God why?
It’s difficult to have unwavering faith in the heart of storms. This is not the way it’s supposed to be.
The Jersey Shore has a new face. Billions of dollars in property damage, I’m feeling the despair of these people.
This is not about property loss, it’s beyond words. It’s about the heart of humanity.
Then I hear the story of the 65-year-old woman who carries water to the elderly living in senior housing. They call her the angel of water. The woman said she doesn’t know what that means. “All I do is bring them water,” she said. “I do what I can, and this is something I can do.”
She gets her water from an open fire hydrant. Filling up whatever she can carry, she walks to their apartments. Climbing the dark stairwells of no power, she leans her body along the wall holding a flashlight to guide her. The angel of water brings water up to the elderly. A community is pulling together after the storm.
The community rallies together. “We shall overcome this,” they said. “We will hold on. We will rebuild.”
I asked, why God, as others have done many times. I don’t know why tragedies happen or why suffering occurs, but I do know God loves us.
We can trust Him.
It’s something we don’t like to think about but God allows this, for whatever reason. It is not ours to know why but we can have faith in His promises. When we’re filled with despair, we can cling to His word.
“We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed.” – 2 Corinthians 4:8-9
They are not forgotten. God did not forsake them.
Isaiah 41:10 says, “Do not fear, for I am with you; do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.”
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