I would like to have done something special for my 50th
Rambling, but unfortunately, Sandy hit us in the face full force this past week
and changed everything. Sandy was the
rude gal that made a sharp left hand turn in the Atlantic and punched the
Jersey coast and all surroundings areas with Hurricane force winds and an ocean
surge that left the coast nearly unrecognizable. Millions of us are still without power. We are the lucky ones. I couldn’t even tell you how many thousands
upon thousands of homes have been completely obliterated. I mean there aren’t
even two sticks standing. Homes swept off their foundations. Bridges with houses and boats on them, making
them unusable. Places where the ocean
crashed through and met the bay. Entire homes nearly covered with sand. No
beaches left to speak of. The boardwalks
and amusement piers destroyed. The coast
all the way up to Rhode Island was affected.
Parts of Long Island were leveled. Areas there look like they went
through an all-night bombing raid with houses gutted leaving virtually nothing
left standing. Some would ask how God
could let this happen. God didn’t cause
this, but according to my beliefs I suppose I would have to say He allowed it
for some reason unbeknownst to us. Was
it a test of faith? Perhaps. Was it some punishment for a lack of morality in
the country? I don’t believe so. I
choose to believe that God didn’t arbitrarily choose to take lives and
possessions; that because of the fall of man life happens. That bad things
happen to good and bad people all the time. Job experienced the same type of things and
yet never cursed God. I cannot
understand it all, but I know that some turn to God in times like this and some
turn from Him, thinking He is mean and unfair.
I choose to turn to Him for there is hope and salvation in no one
else. 
