Reflecting on the Oklahoma tornado tragedy
Today my heart is heavy thinking about the tornado disaster in Oklahoma. I did not want to write about this, but here it is. So much destruction and loss and heartache. I see the pictures, but I know they offer a small glimpse of the reality of what those people are going through. How can our brains wrap around such devastation?
This morning I was thankful to have my family around me. And I drove down the street, thankful for buildings in their proper places and power lines up where they belong.
I am amazed at the thought of people who were saved by their bathtubs. By lives pulled from the rubble. By the little dog reunited with his owner.
I am horrified by the the thought of the lives lost. The sheer power and terror of the tornado. The brokenness of everything.
Tragedy brings our lives into perspective, reminding us again of what's important in case we have forgotten.
I think as a parent I react to disasters more strongly than before I had kids. We know with our heads that we cannot shield our children from every danger. But to be confronted by the reality of something so terrible and devastating and powerful... that is terrifying on a primal level.
And yet there is hope amidst the destruction. And life comes forth from the rubble. There is a long road ahead and much work to be done, and God is still good.
If you'd like to help, please consider donating to a reputable charity as there are many who will be serving the tornado survivors in the weeks to come.