When I think about all that has been lost in the past month to horrible storms, I have no words.

When I see the pictures of the devastation online and on television, I have no words.

When I realize that people have lost all that they had in one fell swoop, I have no words.

When I try and take in that many are uninsured and are now displaced, I have no words.

When the reality sets in that it will take years to overcome and rebuild, I have no words.

When I see people trying to decide whether or not they can go home yet, I have no words.

When I try and empathize with the pain and suffering of so many, I have no words.

“If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.”  I Corinthians 13 1

I have no words but I do have love.

When I pray I have love.

When I give I have love.

When I go I have love.

When I encourage I have love.

Sometimes there are just no words.  However, there is always love.