We just felt a pretty big earthquake. Some car alarms went off, the kids woke up, and I think I heard Seita praying out loud for God’s mercy as he ran to…I’m not sure where he ran. I immediately go into emergency mode and can rattle off a list of steps to do in emergencies and I’m secretly proud of that, while the rest of everyone scrambles for…again, I’m not sure what.
But suddenly God is remembered by people who don’t remember Him. Suddenly He receives a million prayers for help by people who don’t know Him or deny Him. And we often wonder why God allows some things to happen. I know the results of an earthquake this big would be devastating in a different part of the world. Japan (we hope) is built to endure them.
When things go wrong and certain situations that were never on our agenda happen, we can feel the devastation. But God, in His mercy, gives grace. When we struggle and when we fail, God holds us up. When we remember Him no more, He gently reminds us of our need for Him. And the point of all this is to show Christ. Somewhere I have sung a song about the gospel shinning more brightly against a dark background. It’s true.
So as we wake up tomorrow morning and start having conversations about the earthquake, about life, pray that the Gospel infiltrates our speech and the peace we have in Christ is shown. Pray that as ladies share their struggles with me, as pieces of marriages get dropped in my path, as I start conversations with people trapped in a pain, as I say good morning to the perfectly dressed and self-sufficient moms, please pray.
An earthquake freshly reminds me to think with a perspective greater than my own. It makes us all desperate because it’s beyond what we can do or control ourselves. But God can use it for His glory, and He can use us to show others the Savior. It reminds me that this clean, well-mannered, and ‘safe’ place is a perfectly dark background. It just needs Christ.