It was hard for me to blog about Yolanda. We posted a massive list of resources on the aftermath of the typhoon in our company blog, but as far as blogging how I felt about what’s happening, I was at a loss for words.
That’s how I usually feel, watching the news or browsing Facebook. At one point I even wished people would start posting selfies again, if only to get a break from the sad news that seemed to never end.
Young girls stare at the full moon outside a makeshift shelter in Tacloban. (CNN)
Ondoy (2009) moved me to act, Sendong (2011) caused me to reflect, but Yolanda.. Yolanda made me feel weak in the knees.
Yolanda came on the weekend of my Dad’s birthday, and while we celebrated the life of my Dad that day, we knew at the back of our minds that somewhere, people are grieving the death of their loved ones.
Even more devastating, that some parents are mourning the loss of their children.
My heart breaks the most for the children.
They’re too young! They’re not supposed to go through something this tough. They’re not supposed to die.
And the babies! My heart bleeds for them. Dawn & Rain came out prematurely at 35 weeks and they needed incubation. I can not, for the life of me, imagine how those premature babies would survive without the aid of incubators.
Will they make it? Are their mommies going to be okay? Are they going to live to tell the story?
When I think about these children, a song plays in my mind like a gentle reassurance,
“..suffering children are safe in Your arms, there is none like You.”
God has a special place in His heart for the little children, and the thought that He knows what He’s doing ends all questions and doubts.
It’s ironic how, the sight of these young typhoon survivors can easily break your heart and give you hope at the same time. Continue reading “Thoughts on Yolanda, and the little ones”