A terrible, sad week.

So much sadness this week.

In the midst of tragedy, there IS joy. Josh's parents are in Haiti on a mission trip right now. Fortunately, they are on an island off of the main island so they are safe. They felt (and are feeling) the earthquake and the tremors, but they are safe. Now we're just praying that they will be able to get off of the island safely and quickly. They are supposed to be flying back on Saturday.

Pray for them, please.

and, this might make someone angry, and if it does, then I'm sorry. But I hate it when people say "R.I.P. so-and-so". What does it even mean? Rest in Peace? Rest? Really? No, they aren't resting. Isn't that what is put on Halloween decorations? Often, it seems like another way to seek attention on facebook and say, "someone I know died". If I die and someone makes a facebook group that says "R.I.P. Leslie McCracken", please delete it. I won't be resting. I'll be in the Presence of my Savior, jumping and leaping and dancing and celebrating. Not resting. It's not sleep, it's death.

::sigh:: I'm sorry, I suppose I should try to be sensitive to the fact that in times of immense sorrow self expression is nearly impossible and often, we can't find the words to properly fit our emotions. When words escape us, cliche's embrace us.

I'm just.... sad today.

"Life is full of light and shadow

O the joy and O the sorrow

O the sorrow

And yet will He bring

Dark to light

And yet will He bring Day from night

When shadows fall on us

We will not fear

We will remember

When darkness falls on us

We will not fear

We will remember

When all seems lost

When we're thrown

and we're tossed

We remember the cost

We rest in Him

Shadow of the cross"

-David Crowder "Shadows"