drowning
I feel like I'm kind of drowning here. In busyness and stress, but mostly in sadness.
Our former neighbour was found dead last week. He was, by choice, a homeless alcoholic and they don't really know when he died alone in his van. He was 36.
Then there was the cyclone in Burma. 80,000 people dead? More than a million homeless? Can someone please tell me what that looks like? I cannot comprehend it.
And now more than 10,000 dead in an earthquake in China? Again, my little head is struggling to wrap itself around such wide scale devastation.
We live in a tragic, sad world and right now I cannot gloss over the the pain of our combined brokenness. Yet I can't quite figure out how to embrace (that's not the right word... validate? appreciate? express?) the depth of pain and sadness I feel for these people. I suppose a donation might be a good place to start.
TEAR seem to be getting the aid to the people by partnering with local Burmese aid and development organisations which already worked in the area. Their website has good information on what has happened and what is being achieved if you are interested.
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6 Comments:
It's just impossible to imagine, isn't it? 80 000 people died, more than a million who lost their homes. These numbers are so huge you can't even start to comprehend it. And that's what makes it even sadder.
It is impossible to imagine one child dying. My heart aches today for many Cecily. I pray they get the help they need and their government does play with the victims heads.
The trouble and tragedies of the world do tend to overwhelm now and then. I know what you mean, Cecily. Thanks for the link. I found it very useful and interesting.
Having been to the scene of many such tragedies as an aid provider, the thing that always remains strongest in memory is the horrible smell such a disaster creates. It's a dimension of the senses that photos, TV, and printed media cannot possibly convey.
Any donation to a reputable organization, when added to thousands of others from caring folks like you, will go a long way toward helping the survivors recover from the distress of being a victim.
I know how you feel Cecily. I feel sad but also unsettled because I can't seem to truly connect to the magnitude of these tragedies.
You are leaving! May your trip bring refreshment, meditation, new thoughts, and most of all fun!
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