Thy will be done

What can I say that hasn't already been said?

I don't have a TV in my dorm room so I hadn't been able to watch the footage. And maybe that was for the best. I just got home today and I've been in front of the TV. And now I'm sick. Sick to the heart. It just...HIT.

I feel so helpless. So small, so useless.

I've lifted my hands to my Lord and prayed that his will includes saving as many lives as possible.

I've joined efforts at my new school to raise money for the victims.

I'm working on a plan that will have people from my school use extra money on their meal accounts to buy ready to eat goods for the victims. We'll box them along with cases of water and send them to Houston's dome and to shelters in the area.

But I feel like I can't do enough.

These are people who look like me. Who talk like me. They pray like me. They cry like me. They praise like me. They could very well be me.

And it hurts my soul to see them treated this way.

Living in Third World conditions in what is supposed to be the best country in the world.

Thrown back into a time where we were considered 3/5ths human. What's the difference between then and now? They just found new ways to kill us. Neglect is just as bad if not worse than taking an active role in the deaths of so many.

Where is our humanity?

Where is our compassion?

Where is our sense of community?

I feel like I need to touch these people. Literally hold hands with them, reassure them that not all of us disregard their lives just because they are poor. Let them know that a lack of money does not mean that their lives lack meaning or value.

But my hands feel so small.

My efforts so little in the face of this enormous tragedy.

I don't want to seem dismal, but I'm in a state of disheartenment.

Lord, let your will be done. All I can is pray that your will includes saving as many lives as possible and letting us, and by us I mean ALL humanity grow from this.


Lord, I know my hands are small but I vow to use them in a MIGHTY way....I'll do my best. I'll do what I can. Cast your grace upon New Orleans. They need you, they need you in a big way, at this moment. They need you to work miracles, and Lord......






I know you can.