Praying for Joplin

Today I was annoyed. They are doing construction to move the street at the bottom of our hill. They are also blasting out a hill that runs perpendicular to our hill. They blast with dynamite at naptime. Everyday. At naptime. Clearly, a man planned the time schedule and never thought of napping babies. I had that thought, and many other equally annoyed thoughts in my head today.
Then a new thought hit me. At least I have a place to put my babies down for naps. At least my home and my community have not been wiped out by a massive tornado. Unfortunately, that is not the case for many residents of Joplin, MO. A tornado ripped through this Southern Missouri town on Sunday killing over 100 people. The town is gone. Not only are homes destroyed, but most (all?) of the grocery stores, fast food restaurants, churches, schools, even the hospital are completely demolished. The town is expected to get more severe weather in the next few days. It breaks my heart to think of families who have little ones, like me, with no place to go. They aren’t just being “annoyed” during a naptime. They may have lost every thing they have and have no where to go to take shelter. Even worse, they may have lost someone they love.
I’m sure you have heard of this tragedy by now. Take time to pray for the people of Joplin. I am praying that they won’t have to deal with more severe weather. And I am praying for those who lost loved ones. I have a friend (former music minister from my church), who lost his aunt in the tragedy. His testimony of God’s faithfulness in the time of tragedy is awesome.He shared it on a local TV station.  I pray that all those in Joplin who lost someone, will turn to a God who loves them to be their great comforter.

Joplin, you are in our hearts!

Comments

  1. says

    You know, when I was irritated yesterday, I also told myself I was being ridiculous if I compared myself to those in Joplin. It’s a good reminder to send help to those who are struggling in more significant ways than just dealing with a 2 year old tantrum. (As dramatic as those can be.)