
I hate tragedy. I hate seeing suffering. I hate seeing the worst that it can bring out in people. The misery it shows makes me realize how far away from Heaven we are. But in a way I love these times of trial because in these times, through all the pain and agony and the evilness that comes out of those who seek to take advantage of others weaknesses for their own selfish gain, we see the hands and the heart of Jesus.
We see how wonderful and generous humankind can be. We see people from all walks of life, from all faiths, from all levels of education, from all socio-economic groups, from all lifestyles and lifestyle choices, sinners all, for one brilliant and wonderful moment become the people God desires us to be, servants to the weak and the hurting. People cooperate, putting aside the things that divide them on any other day and become unified in their efforts to take care those affected by such tragic events as 9/11, the tsunami that hit the Indian Ocean in December of last year, and what we are witnessing now, devastation left by Hurricane Katrina.
Though there are many differences between those offering assistance, they are one in their desire to help. Not everyone does the same thing, nor should they. We need people and cooperation’s who are able to provide money to fund the relief and rebuild. We need people to plan and organize the efforts. We desperately need those who can mobilize and be there to offer the assistance in whatever way they can. We need people who can offer medical help, who can serve food, who can help keep things orderly in the lines, who can hand out blankets, who can pick up a crying baby, hold up a father who has just seen their whole world fall apart and is now for the first time in their life unable to provide what their family needs. We need people who will help a grandmother search for her grandchild. We need people who will go into these houses we see with the big black crosses on them to find and remove the bodies of those who did not survive. We need those people whose job it will be to identify those bodies and inform their families about the loss. We need those whose job it is to shovel debris and waste off of the streets and out of the buildings. We need those people who will search for survivors. We need those people with big mouths in Hollywood (as aggravating as they can be) to holler out for help from those who can provide it for those who need it. We need those children offering their milk money to buy Teddy Bears for those kids that have lost their homes. We need prayer warriors. We need people to give of themselves. We need selfless givers. It doesn’t matter how much they can give or how little they can do. It makes a difference.
I was touched this morning to see the help that was being offered by other countries, money that was pledged, and gas that is being released to ease the pressure we all are facing. The one that stuck out, though, was the amount that one country in particular is pledging, the amount of $25,000. Yes, that is right, $25,000. That is one countries contribution. Now you may think, “Well, that figures, after all the help that comes from the US from public and private entities, that one country gives such a small amount. What an insult!” If that pledge had come from some big financial power like Germany or Japan I would unfortunately feel like that. It is coming, though, from Sri Lanka. Sri Lanka, you may recall, was heavily devastated by that Tsunami last year. They were already a very poor country but in the tsunami they lost 41,000 people, not to mention the losses to their economy. They are a very poor nation who can barely take care of its own who know what suffering is all about and are still in the midst if their suffering, dealing with the loss of so many and so much. They know very well what those in New Orleans and Biloxi and the surrounding areas are going through and even though the world would understand if they gave nothing, they gave. By many countries standards it may not be much, but for them, it is everything. It is the widow’s mite. God loves any amount of generosity that we humans here below can show to each other, but gifts from the poorest I have to believe are the most valuable. Other countries may give much more money than Sri Lanka, but no country will give as much as they do.
The same thing is true with those individuals, those churches, who are incapable of giving very much or doing very much at all, who can not make very much of a contribution to the relief effort, but decide that they can’t help but to give. It may not be much in our eyes and it may come without any recognition from those around us, but to God, it is a wonderful fragrance that fills the halls of God’s palace, pleasing the Almighty Father.
Whatever your opinion may be of different people who offer aid, of their politics or religion or even lifestyle, you have to know that when anybody gives of themselves to help those in need, they are doing the will of the Father and they are truly a blessing. Even if they don’t realize that it is God they are serving, it is wonderful and I am thankful for them.
May we ever be truly grateful people. May we ever be a giving people. May we ever be God’s people.
raymond, a child of the King