One of my mother’s best friends has family in Gulfport, MS.  After three tormented days word has just come in that they are alive and safe–but they have lost everything.  Many of their friends have died.  There is nothing left of their home but utter devastation.   How precious Life appears when saved from wreckage such as this.  How merciful the prospect of an ordinary day with its petty trials and irritations when suffering of this magnitude lies so near.   My own family in west Georgia was spared in the path of a deadly tornado; we had hardly a flicker of the lights here.  It was with a sense of amazement that I went about my duties today, knowing that for so many thousands life as they knew it will never be the same again.  I wanted to thank God for every little thing.  And it is with awe at the power of God’s creation that I offer the following thoughts:

    "The Lord is righteous in all His ways and loving toward all He has made." Psalm 145:17

    "He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds…great is our Lord and mighty in power; His understanding has no limit." Psalm 147: 3, 5

    This is my Father’s world, O let me ne’er forget

    That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the Ruler yet.

    This is my Father’s world, the battle is not done;

    Jesus Who died shall be satisfied, and earth and heav’n be one.

For a good perspective on a loving God and human suffering, Peter Kreeft’s lecture on The Problem of Pain by C.S. Lewis is excellent.  Almost as good as the book.