The sea is so big and my boat is so small
Watching footage of the Christchurch earthquake, I’ve realised how vital it is for people to tell their stories. Not only for the teller, but also for the listener – hearing stories of miracles and hope can really strengthen the hope and faith of people who are struggling.
When life came crashing down around us in June last year, we looked everywhere for inspiration, for any small sign of hope that Lulu might be alright. We got very little from the Medical community, only bad news from the internet, and we simply didn’t know anyone else who was dealing with anything like what was happening to us. People gradually began to tell us other stories though, tales of their own tragedy/despair/hope/healing experiences, and we began to realise that crisis is a universal human experience – we all need propping up some times, and we can all offer a shoulder to lean on at other times – no matter what the circumstances.
So a couple of months ago we put this little video together and launched it into cyberspace, in the hope that someone who needs it will find it one day.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.