Tornado and Truth: In the Aftermath of May 20, 2013
Thoughts in the aftermath of the most destructive tornado in recorded history.
I sat down to write thinking that I was numb.
But considering all the thoughts that come to mind, I don’t think “numb” applies.
My house is a wreck because we hurriedly packed up emergency supplies and essentials, in case we had to flee to a neighboring church basement or my parents’ storm shelter.
But I have a house.
My dishes are dirty because nobody had time to do them today.
But I have dishes.
My clean laundry is scattered across the dining room and living room because it was in the way and nobody bothered to pile it in one place.
But I have clothes.
My bathroom rug is soaked because the cat found the vase of Mother’s Day flowers we were hiding in there.
But I have a pet.
My conscience is bothered because I had chocolate cake and ice cream for dessert tonight, even though I’d told myself I would resist.
But I have enough food to eat.
My baby is whining and crying instead of sleeping because she spent the evening overstimulated and got to bed two hours late.
But I have a living, breathing baby.
My husband isn’t home to help me take care of the baby because he’s out buying items for us to donate to the relief effort.
But I have a living, breathing, generous husband.
My mind is full and my heart is heavy and I don’t know how I’m going to sleep tonight.
But my mind is whole and my heart is beloved of the Creator of the universe, who gifts me with rest and peace.
Considering these truths, I cannot feel numb. I cannot but feel overwhelming gratitude coupled with compassion for those who suffered loss today.
Compassion: “feeling with” another, especially in that person’s pain.
I won’t turn away from their pain by letting myself become numb.
transparent. true. beautiful.
Thanks, Tara. : )
thanks for writing and putting into words how many of us felt last night and this morning still.
…And still, over a month later…. :/