My heart has been broken for many people around the world over the past few weeks. Some say that “current events” don’t bother them if they aren’t directly affected. Well, as a SAHM, I am.
First, the disappearance of Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 on March 8, 2014 with 239 people onboard has shocked and engrossed the world as we follow the daily updates of the search. Where did it go? What caused it to go off its intended course? Who was in control of the jet? Was it hijacked? Was it intentional? If so, what was the motive? Was there an unexplained fire or malfunction? Did the passengers know what was going on during that red-eye flight? Why didn’t a single cell phone get a 911 call out? How do families, waiting to hear word, survive day to day? How can life go on? How can they have closure? How much longer can countries pour millions of dollars into searching the Indian Ocean?
Second, the devastating mudslide on March 22, 2014 in Oso, Washington, 55 miles northeast of Seattle, is a similar tragedy with lack of closure. As of this writing, 8 survivors were rescued, 17 victims have been recovered and the search continues for approximately 90 still missing. The questions abound here too, although much more info is available. It happened so suddenly, people were caught totally off guard making it appear they probably did not know what hit them. But for the families, waiting for the slow going recovery effort, must be agonizing. The devastation of losing loved ones in an instant. More lives put on hold. Trying to figure out what happened and how to move forward through anger or shock or disbelief or grief.
A grandparent, mother, father, friend, husband, wife, child. There one minute, gone the next. Words, I am sure, cannot describe. I hurt for how their lives were shaken to the core and for the lack of answers forthcoming. Because in a few short weeks, bills will need paying and families will need tending and jobs will need doing. Things only stand still so long. But emotions are ugly beasts that are not easily ignored or quieted.
Join me as I pray for them. I pray for encouraging words to be spoken. I pray for compassionate ears to listen. I pray for needs to be met. I pray for folks to come alongside them and share in their emotions. I pray for closure.
I also thank God for reminding me, a stay at home mom, to daily treasure my children who are playing tag and screaming with delight down the hall and crying with broken hearts over the loss of a game and learning to juggle friendships, school, social media and life choices. Because tomorrow, they could be doing all those things in heaven and I wouldn’t get to witness it. Or see or hug them for a good long while. That would be an unexplainable loss.
What current event has impacted your thoughts? How do you help someone who is experiences a dramatic loss?