Catastrophic Phenomena

The scenes of devastation pierce my heart, yet I cannot look away. Broken as this world may be, it is still aching to be made whole again. And join the chorus of voices calling for redemption and restoration, adding my own small song to the great symphony of salvation rising from the ruins. These disasters we face must shape us, but they will not define us, for from the shards of loss we will forge something new. This I see. This I hear and smell and feel. This I believe.