There is no deeper wave than this...

I'm sure I had a lot of things to say about driving up 95 yesterday or Christmas with my dear family or to tell one of my zillion little no-point stories. But I really just don't want to - not today, not at this hour, when a whole continent lies in ruination and despair and is wailing. We'll go about our pretty lives today and we'll fret about traffic or bills or why our hair won't flip just right while an entire generation of people have been washed away from the planet and the ones that are left are in the most raw and ripping of pain. Pain IS relative, that is true, and there are those of us right here and right now that have raw, ripping, white-hot, "God-when-will-it-stop" pain. What better place for us, than when "sorrow and suffering hold our hands," to be able to PRAY for and GIVE to the thousands of women, men and children who have been held by sorrow and suffering since this weekend's tsunami. This is just ONE eyewitness account.

The Red Cross is offering aid, you, we, can help!!!