I crawl into my warm soft bed and think about people sleeping on the cold floor. I open my pantry full of food and think about people standing in line to buy...anything. I get in my car and think about the piles and piles of battered cars. I look at my husband and I see a man on his bicycle riding around showing people a picture of his wife and asking if they've seen her.
Mourn with those who mourn. (Hebrews 12:15)"Identification with others in their sorrows is a Christian's privilege and responsibility."
I can't physically touch the hurting people in Japan, but I can pray. I can pray for the rescue workers to have strength and endurance as they face an overwhelming task. I can pray that God would lead rescuers to any survivors who are still waiting to be found. I can pray for families to be reunited. I can pray for the missionaries there to know what to do when there is so much to do. I can pray that the Japanese will lean on the Rock that cannot be shaken.
Will you join me?