These past few days have been a time of what I call "sadness overload." Another church friend passed away last week. This on top of still mourning the loss of my friend, Joyalene.
Then a tornado mowed down Clinton, MS. Six of the people I love most on the planet (including my sister and her family) live in Clinton and there were several anxious hours while I was unable to get confirmation that they were all safe. Thankfully, they are all OK. But much of the city is trashed and there is much cleanup and rebuilding to be done.
Later Friday, a massive apartment fire in Vicksburg made 11 more families homeless. This on top of another fire in a neighboring subdivision last week.
Saturday was a funeral for a young solider from Brandon. The peace and solemnity of this occasion was threatened by the presence of the Westboro Baptist Church. Thousands of citizens showed up in force, bearing American flags to shield the family. Fortunately, the church members got themselves arrested for trespassing before the funeral began and spent their protest time locked up.
And, for the kicker, a family member lost his job.
I guess I feel particularly helpless right now because I am not in a physical or financial position to help much. This frustrates me to no end.
Praying for all affected by the tragedies of the past week.
Hoping this one will be better.
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There are times we feel overwhelmed by it all. But I am reminded of a child walking through a new place or being around new people or in some similar circumstance where they feel a little frightened. They immediately draw closer to their mother or their father, grabbing hold of her or him. In these times, that's what we do.
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