{Reminders....}

Today, like every day since I got home from my OBX scrap weekend, I've been sitting here watching the news about all the horrors around the world. My heart aches for the people of Japan. I remember watching the news the morning of the Tsunami in Phuket, Thailand on Dec 26th, 2004. Just staring at the TV in disbelief and crying. I was stuck in the house that day because we had gotten this crazy snow storm here in Virginia.  I just couldn't look away. Here, once again, I find myself doing the same thing. Hoping that it's not real. That the Tsunami didn't happen... and that the possible Nuclear meltdown isn't going to happen. Often, I wonder, when will it be OUR turn? Is there going to be a time that I'm going to have to survive something like this with my family? Have we just been lucky, or are we sitting on a ticking time bomb? Maybe it's possible that we are just a blessed nation, but I can't help but to think that if that were the case, our time is coming to an end. What with the way we are working so hard to remove Christ from the very core of our great nation. It seems as if the world is literally falling apart... Going to hell in the proverbial handbasket. However, amidst all the horrendous pictures of destruction and loss, this morning I saw a report about a very young baby plucked from the rubble, and reunited with it's parents. For a quick moment, I smiled and a tear of joy ran down my cheek. Even amongst such horror, some will find joy. Praying for the Japanese right now comes easy. I am constantly reminded with every Television broadcast. Each online news source. On my Droid, and all over facebook. But, in the months to come, when the news is no longer fresh, when there is a NEW and more newsworthy horror to report about,  will anyone remember to pray for them? Until the earthquake last week, I had all but forgotten about the people of Phuket, and how many thousands of lives that were lost. It's so easy to get caught up in our own little world that we sometimes forget what lies beyond our walls. I think that's one reason I enjoy facebook so much. I get reminded. There are always links posted to news events. To prayer requests. To things both good and bad. Reminding me to pray for others. Causing me to think of others and to remember that there is more going on in the world outside of my little fortress than there is going on INSIDE.  Reminders aren't a bad thing.  Especially when your as old as I am.  I need reminders...