I began yesterday looking for God in the quiet and mundane. But yesterday was not mundane. I’m sure many of you, like me, spent the evening watching the images from Moore, OK. Staci & I sat silently observing the images from a community that we will be a part of in less than 2 weeks.
So much wreckage. So much pain.
Today we have no words. We are simply left with numbers. Too many injured and too many lost. Our hearts are with everyone affected by the tornado. We pray for those that will be the hands and feet of Jesus on those damaged streets.
As the rain hides the stars,
as the autumn mist hides the hills,
as the clouds veil the blue of the sky,
so the dark happenings of my lot hide
the shining of your face from me.
Yet, if I may hold your hand in the darkness,
it is enough, since I know that,
though I may stumble in my going,
you do not fall.
From A Book of Prayers, Praxis Publications, 1999