Epicenter

Not intending to pretend that everything is alright. In fact, my heart has been grieving and mourning. The news gets more difficult to read by hour. Updates with an ever-increasing toll isn't uplifting. If it's not because i'm in office, tears would have flooded my eyes. Of course, i'm enjoying every blessing He has thrown in every now and then. But they never last. Day has been short. Night rules within.

I do not complain of Your ways, nor do i have the right to.
But nevertheless i cannot come close to comprehension.
If it's a lesson to be learnt, why charge unbearably?
While i'm far away from the epicenter of grievances, You were right there from the beginning.
Your mourning exceeds the sum of every mourning soul. What is mine compared to yours then ~
Perhaps the very thing that depresses me the most is my incapability to do more.
Perhaps the time will come.
Or perhaps i'm just too weak to be of any use to You.

To every rescuers and relief aiders:
Your eyes may blur, your fingers numb and your feet swollen. But let not your strength die, your light dim and your heart fades.

To everyone else:
Support them.