This is a particularly poignant prompt (nice alliteration, huh?) for me today. I was just kind of waking up after a long night with boys who didn’t sleep well because of colds, when my phone rang, and my sister asked me if I had checked the news. One of the countries that we have lived in is enduring a war. I have grieved over that far away suffering, but also been thankful that my parents, although nearby, were in a relatively stable country.
But the news this morning told me something different, the army in that country was unhappy and had mutinied, shooting and looting in the city where my parents live. Moments like these ones are when I feel the distance, the ocean, the cultures, the prosperity, that separates the place I live from the one in which my parents serve. Most of my friends have never heard of the countries that are breaking my heart, and many of them have no idea what’s happening in them unless I share a prayer request. That makes the distance seem so great and almost insurmountable.
But, skype! Really. I’m so thankful to the Lord for webcams and computer screens, and electricity that stays on when my family is trying to talk through these things. The distance is not to great for the Creator and Sustainer of all things, and he hold the heart of men in his hands.
This is a prompt from the Gypsy Mama. Go check out her blog, and the other Five Minute Friday posts.