Last night I went to bed praying for the Smith's and those searching. Again, I couldn't shut of my mind, or my prayers, once I was "formally" done.
And then I feel like I was reminded of all the MIGHTY miracles that have taken place since the search began...and probably 100's more that are unheard and unseen by us all. I was so humbled by the immense love and Christ-like service that has been put forward for this family. I'm a better person because of all those involved and because of the Smith's.
And I truly believe we are all working under the direction of that same miraculous God who created the world, created man... "But behold, I will show unto you a God of miracles, even the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob; and it is that same God who created the heavens and the earth, and all things that in them are." Mormon 9:11
And I also strongly believe that time and again prayers have been answered because of the united faith of hundreds, thousands of people.
"Behold, I say unto you that whoso believeth in Christ, doubting nothing, whatsoever he shall ask the Father in the name of Christ is shall be granted him; and this promise is unto all, even unto the ends of earth." Mormon 9:21
My prayer has been that this plane be found. That we find this faithful, strong family who was on the plane. And if it be His will, that they are ok. I feel peace in that prayer. And I believe, I know, those prayers are being answered.
And I know they are being answered through the hard work of others who are joining together and humbling spending hours of their time for a greater cause...even laying down their daily lives (time, energy, taking days of work, etc) for others. That's compassion. That's charity. That, to me, is seeing a glimpse of Christ's face in the many who are involved.
I am a better person because of this all. And though that may be little to some, I feel forever indebted to so many.
And....it made me think one more thought that has been lingering...
It is easy to question Why? I don't claim to know the answer, but as I contemplated all those who are laying down their daily lives on behalf of others...I thought of those on the plane. If they were not able to survive, in a way, have they not laid down their lives for me....for us? Goodness, even if they are out there waiting for someone to find them...Has a loving Father not used this to change my heart, to change many hearts? I'm not saying that that was the purpose of this accident...rather, an outcome. A result.
I'm full of faith, hope, and love. And even those involved in the search who do not believe in God or who have a different faith ~ I think we'd all say we've become better people because of this. That we are all filled with hope and love.
Maybe it's the Smith's that I will be eternally indebted to.
I think that seems right.