Plates shifted, one slid beneath the other, as I pushed the clean dishes into the cabinet.
Small seismic shifts as china clattered, one slipped from my grasp, and shattered on the granite countertop.
The plates of the earth shifted, one sliding under the other, and a city tumbled, the Mount men have died attempting to scale, the peaks that scrape the ceiling of the world, lofty, snow covered craigs piercing thin air at the rim of the atmosphere, where man must take his own oxygen in tanks. . .these very mountains moved by the shifting plates.
God Almighty. God of the mountain that shook and trembled the Hebrew people.
Your earth shook again. Violently.
A rickshaw swayed through the crowded, narrow street, a bicycle bell cha-chinged, stubborn yak refused to climb another step, a sacred cow chewed quietly in the street parting traffic, a mother stirred a meal for her family, a teacher bent over a child, a man labored at his accustomed task, a holy man spun his prayers to heaven, and the interruption tore the fabric of the ordinary day, and the numbers numb my mind.
A city folded on itself, dumping concrete and metal, upending the gentle people in the valleys, so that they were buried in one cataclysmic, shuddering moment, losing one another.
And silence fell among the rising smoke and dust, and a keening began that pierces deep into our hearts.
For those of us who dare to listen.
But who can listen for long?
i search for a way to pray, and i find this,
God of justice and mercy,
We pray for the people of Nepal,
And the victims of any disaster,
Any violence, suffering or despair.
Grant them shelter and solace,
Comfort and consolation,
Blessing and renewal.
May a world of justice, righteousness and mercy
Come swiftly to their aid.
Grant them endurance to survive,
Strength to rebuild,
Faith to mourn,
Courage to heal,
And devotion to each other.
and then this,
Bless these first responders with endurance
To be of maximum service in this moment of immeasurable need.
Bless their limbs with strength,
Their eyes with courage,
Their hands with gentleness,
So that they become a source of hope and love.
Give them the tools they need in the days and hours ahead.
Protect them from physical harm,
Shield them from emotional pain,
And guard them from taking this trauma into themselves.
And I add . . .
i pray for the salvation of the Nepali people.
May they know the one true God and His Son Jesus Christ.
May His people be a light reflecting the Light of the One who has made a way through Death.
amen. and amen.
Prayers on this page, other than my own, were written by Alden Solovy and may be found here.