It is strange sometimes how quickly you can be humbled by what is happening elsewhere in the world. Guess the word strange is wrong, but will use it for now.
Here I am in London on a Sunday morning in what is supposed to be summer, yet the sky is grey and the rain is falling. All I can think about is here is another horrid day while enjoying my breakfast and then moaning to my ever patient partner about what a crap day it is. It seems to be so important to me, and then I put the news on and see that New Orleans has an evacuation order because of Hurricane Gustav and that puts things into proper perspective and my moaning instantly stops. Who am I to moan about a bad weather day? I am dry; not at risk of losing my home, or my friends and relatives or reliving a nightmare of 3 years ago that was so tragic I can’t even imagine what those people went through.
I remember the courage and the optimism of the people of New Orleans after the horrific devastation of their city last time and suddenly a wet and rainy summer Sunday in London seems such a trivial thing to moan about. Instead I will pray for the safety of people with something to really “ask why” about
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