Watching the desperate events on the Gulf Coast unfold like a unedited surreal film, I try to imagine myself in the midst of such challenging circumstances.
The closest I come is from what Ive heard of the government program to protect high profile witnesses. My identity would be drastically altered and my life would be forever changed. Sounds like Christian conversion.
After days of numbing news coverage, I notice that the people in peril are mostly of a different race and social status than me.
Will I acknowledge the differences in order to rationalize a response to the dilemma?
In a comfy chair in front of the TV, it is easy to judge others (instead of me) who failed to prepare and heed advance warning.
How is my pity for others and a faith that is compelled to action hampered by the temptation to be impatient with stupidity?
Extravagant compassion is necessary to minister to those who do not exercise common sense and and who face certain impending disaster with an attitude of stiff-neckedness (come hell or high water)? denial (it won't happen to me)? paralyzing fear? helplessness (woe is me)?
Sounds like a Christian's job description.
One of my best choices is I married smarter than me.
(Coincidentally, we honeymooned in New Orleans and Gulfport.)
A few years ago, this gallant genius was stranded in a Dallas hotel room during an ice storm. While many barely got themselves from point A to B by slipping and sliding and breaking body parts, my inventive husband asked a hotel worker for thick rope and then fashioned it around his power wheelchair tires like a chain. He was featured on the WFAA local newscast when reporters spotted him as he steadily gripped his way through the glazed street to the business convention center.
On that day in a frozen Texas metropolis, nature leveled the playing field.
Everyone was handicapped in their mobility.
Limitation only enhanced the resourcefulness of a creative mind.
One thing I know for sure, no matter what,
as long as life and love endures,
I'm holding on to my man's hand!
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