As I type, I hear sirens and helicopters all around my house. My dogs are sleeping restlessly on the bed with me, as their sleep is disrupted.
Doing my best to deal with the tragic death of a dear friend on Tuesday night, this afternoon I was resting on my bed when I heard what sounded like two cannon shots go off on the street behind me. There was a police raid for drugs against a known gang house. I ran outside to see police vehicles literally everywhere, and ambulances standing by. The neighbors all came out one by one, trying to find out what’s going on in their peaceful piece of the world. After the excitement had settled down, I went inside again
I decided to distract myself from my world so I checked my facebook account, where I hear of the crisis in Ft. Hood, TX
- The world seems to be out of control.
Grief, confusion, uncertainty all lead to the realization that I have very little control in the world….
I started praying and asking God was the world falling apart? I told Him that I felt it was too much, that I was grieving enough with our friend loss and saddened by the tragedy at Ft. Hood – The Holy Spirit answered in the still small voice that He uses – “yes, the world is crazy,” I felt, “but come to me my child; you are weary and heavily laden with trouble I never asked you to take on. Let Me comfort you, rest in the knowledge that I am in control and that my love is enough for you.”…. So I envisioned myself crawling into the Lord’s lap, as a child, cuddling up and hugging His chest. I think I’ll stay ‘here’ for a while….
