Last week I found out that two people I know tried to end their lives. My pastor's little girl fell down the stairs and hit her head, causing some bleeding in her head and multiple CT scans and tests. I watched on the news as a boat in a Japanese fishing port was swallowed up by the tsunami and then hurled under a highway overpass, crushing it to pieces, while I'm sitting on the couch eating icecream. Yesterday I was walking home from a meeting and heard a mother yell angrily at her little girl, who was coming out of school, to "get her hands off the car door! I just had it cleaned!!" One of my dear friends emailed me yesterday and mentioned that our highschool student president had skin cancer go to his brain. Sometimes the brokenness around me, around this world, and in me is overwhelming. We are so frail and fragile. Where do we run with all of this brokenness? We complain about being so busy and tired and having "full" schedules. Wouldn't some people give anything for more time on earth? We complain about how small our houses are and "if only...". It could be made into matchsticks from an earthquake. We shout at our kids to not mess up the car handle when they get in. Wouldn't some parents give anything for their kids to have the physical ability to get into a car by themselves? Or to even have kids at all. Lord, have mercy on us. Melt our selfish, self-loving hearts. Give us eyes to see You and the blessing of the life You've given us, and mouths that cry out to You to heal the brokenness in us and around us.