Joy Turned into Sadness

I was heartbroken. When I awakened on Wednesday morning, I heard the newscaster say that all but one of the miners were dead. The night before, I listened to Geraldo Rivera state that all of the miners were alive. He could barely speak, his harsh throat straining to speak above the hysteria. Now, this morning, I had to fight back tears as I listened to one man describe how the joy and singing outside the church turned into anger and cursing.

Did God change in that period of time? God did not change, but man certainly did. God will allow us to be tested to see if we really walk by faith, and not by sight.

Finally, I grieved as I listened to one reporter interviewing the aunt of one of the victims on the phone. The reporter was reacting to a comment that the woman made about how she found out about all of the events while watching the channel that was interviewing her. He replied by commenting that someone else began to spread the false information, and not their station. That may be so, but don't reporters have an obligation to verify their sources before they report news? I think it to be no surprise that so many are quick to avoid responsibility. It is a sad commentary on our society. I pray that we all learn the power of personal responsibility.