Dear Lord.
I pray for the millions of homeless survivors of the South Asia quake. Lord, keep the crying children save, let them feel your comforting hand upon them as they are operated on, without anesthesia, without painkillers. Lord, I pray for the parents, who are holding on fast, for their children. I pray for the parents who are giving up food rations for their young children. Please just take care of that old lady weeping by the roadside. Tell her not all is lost, as it seems. Lord, do you see that guy being carried out of the rubble on a stretcher? You know whether he's dead or alive. I pray you keep relief workers safe, as lootings and brawls are bound to increase by the second. Calm the people. It sounds stupid to stay calm in such devastation, but Lord, you are the only one capable of that, with your awesome, peaceful nature. Lord, you see those eyes with looks of desperation and fear. You know the people; the corpses, the trapped, the mourning, the hungry, the thirsty, the bleeding, you know them by name. Could you just place a hand on their cheeks, and wipe that tear drop away. far away. Lord, You are ever watchful over each of your lambs.


kmli blogged at 10/18/2005 02:19:00 PM


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