Japan

There are times when something so awesome and so awful happens that the event doesn’t make an impact on my emotions until some afterward. The Japan earthquake and Tsunami is one of those events.

I watched the coverage for almost an entire day on my day off last week. Half a world away, I watched curiously as little new was reported and what was reported was repeated hour after hour. I knew that I should pray, or something.

Today, as I read about the impact, it starts to sink in. Millions of people are displaced. Thousands are dead. Nuclear reactors are exploding. Disease will soon set in throughout the populace. The economy will suffer. Psychological issues will emerge. For the Japanese people, this will be as hard as the aftermath of two nuclear bombs at the end of World War II.

I don’t know what to pray. The words aren’t there. I can only pray in the Spirit.
God loves people. God is good. My faith rests on those truths.

Dear Jesus, save the people who have been hurt. May you be known throughout Japan as a loving, merciful, and saving God.