Damn, Damn, Damn, James (and Hurricane Katrina)

Hurricane Katrina was catastrophic in Alabama and Mississippi. All hell has broken loose in New Orleans. People are homeless, injured, scared, hungry, thirsty, uncertain, upset, grief-stricken, lost, traumatized, and countless dead. The television has shown us the worst of people (stealing TVs, DVDs, guns, and other non-essentials) and the worst of our governmental bureaucracy (no food or water for days for victims at the Superdome, people still stranded on rooftops, hospitals running out of supplies and power).

When the hurricane struck the region and Lake Pontchatrain began to ravage New Orleans, I began to pray. And cry and pray all week. One day I wrote to God in my prayer journal, “alright, we see the destruction and we see the worst but there has to be some redemption. Somehow some way your love, grace, mercy, and peace have to be demonstrated. How? I don’t know. So, although I cannot physically go to New Orleans and help pump out the water, hold crying children, or build new homes I can pray and intercede for my brothers and sisters down there. There is hope and there is YOU. I pray that your love is made know to all of them in the midst of their suffering.” I want all heaven to break loose down there!

God’s word states and I believe:
"When I shut up the heavens so that there is no rain, or command locusts to devour the land or send a plague among my people, if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land." -2 Chronicles 7:13-14

Let’s stand together and pray (and send donations).