Lately, this journal seems to contain less about my travails of motherhood, and more about the latest tragedy. I just found out about the devastating news that only one miner has survived. The news media really needs to work harder to ensure that they are getting the right information out there to the public. There has already been a display of public outrage at the local church, and who knows how many countless others will ensue because of this. Having myself experienced a monumental loss (life, home, etc.), I can only imagine the level of suffering that those families and that town are experiencing right now. My heart truly goes out to them, and my prayers this morning are for them.
I want to cry, but I find that with all that has happened, tears are hard for me to shed as easily as they used to be. It probably has to do with the immense level of resilience that I had to encompass during those awful days following the hurricane. Daily, I had to remind myself to be strong for my children and my ailing mother, and that God is with us. I had to look forward to the future, even though the present seemed so bleak. I had to have hope in the midst of what looked like a hopeless situation. I am so grateful for the relationship that I have with my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, for I know that without Him, we would not have survived. This morning I am asking that He shower these people with hope, love, and the strength to make it through this tragedy. I already know that He will do it.
I hope to have a lighter message for anyone reading later on today. I had planned to talk about my kids for a change, and my quest to find a job. Read on, readers!
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