When I think of the hurricane that has devastated the Gulf Coast, I see only faces. Nameless, they could be a friend or me. Just a few days ago, water ran from the tap, there was food enough, and a soft bed. Today those things are gone. Blown or washed away. Helpless, I watch as they sit on rooftops, or search for loved ones. I cannot imagine it really. It seems unreal, and yet they are real.
I wonder what words would form on my lips if I stood looking in their eyes. And what might I see there.
There are no words in me today...but I hold healing thoughts for them in my head.