Though I live in Alabama, I am on staff at LifeChurch.tv, a church based in Oklahoma. My friends and colleagues there are like family. I have been to that great city at least 30 times in the past 4 years, and it is a second home to me.
I watched the live stream of KFOR, an Oklahoma City news station, as the tornado ripped it’s way through Moore. I saw footage of survivors embracing to comfort and encourage one another. I’ve read countless posts explaining how people can help those who are facing such devastation.
I’m not there.
I’m not there to be with my friends, to share their burden, to show up and pitch in and make a difference. I’m not there to help clean up the cemetery where those sweet children will be buried. I’m not there to help organize the tons of supplies that are being donated every day. I’m not there to help care for the people who don’t know what they’re going to eat or where they’re going to sleep.
I’m not there. And it breaks my heart.
I’m here in Alabama, over 800 miles away. But I’m doing what I can.
I’m offering encouragement to friends and colleagues who’ve been impacted.
I’m sharing all the information I can through as many channels as I can about how people can help.
I’m giving to help the relief efforts being organized by our church.
I’m praying with every breath for the survivors, the emergency workers, and the volunteers.
Yes, it’s true, I’m not there. But I can make a difference.
And so can you.