Severe flooding in Australia and Sri Lanka displace thousands. Mudslides cause devastation in Brazil.

The year anniversary of the Haiti earthquake and Haiti remains a broken place with over a million homeless. My heart broke this week hearing of  rape victims who have already lost everything in the earthquake and are now at the mercy of the lawlessness within the tent camps.

A shooting rampage in Tucson, Arizona injured 14 and left 6 dead.

A state of emergency is declared in Tunis as long-term political unrest leads to violent chaos breaking out.

Closer to home we have the yet unsolved murder of Jo Yeates.

This is a week in our world’s news and these are just the things which me, in my tiny cosseted world have got to hear about. I’ve felt overwhelmed by world tragedies this week. And powerless.

We live in a fallen world. It’s not as God wants it. The environment and its people are broken. I can not even fathom how people cope with devastating loss of family members, housing and livelihood (and that’s  the ones who had it in the first place). Sometimes it can feel as if my relatively healthy, comfortable and blessed life has a slide show backdrop of  images of human agony on the TV screen and in the newspapers. I am an, albeit uncomfortable, armchair observer.

Sometimes I have like a weird survivors guilt type feeling. Life feels unfair. Some of us have so much (yet we moan!). Others are born into nothing and remain that way, and this is aside from natural disasters. Sometimes it seems Creation is groaning under the weight of both greed and grief.

Is it true that all we can do is do our bit with what we have? Reach out to the nearest to us. Make a difference in our own communities. Listen to those who need listening to. Comfort those who need comforting. Feed those that need feeding. Signpost those who need signposting. Go the extra mile for our brothers and sisters.

And..count our blessings, every minute of every hour.

My daughter who is 19 has recently began to lend a hand at a homeless drop in. She was telling one of her employers about this work and how it had made her feel, when the employer said to her ” You don’t need to be seeing all that misery now, enjoy your life while you’re young”

Aaaargh! I strongly disagree (That’s me being polite ok). Said employer has now earned the name “Ivory Tower”.

There is a tendency with a blog post to want to tie it all up in a pretty package and put on a bow on it in the form of a Bible verse of hope and Gods promises. Instead I am moved to share the healing words of President Obama, earlier this week at the memorial service for the victims of the Tucson shootings.

‎”We recognize our own mortality, and are reminded that in the fleeting time we have on this earth, what matters is not wealth, or status, or power, or fame – but rather, how well we have loved, and what small part we have played in bettering the lives of others.”