Oh, Lord, Where Are You?

Tornado that hit AR April 27, 2014.  This photo is from Searcy, AR, though, I am not certain who took it.

Tornado that hit AR April 27, 2014. This photo is from Searcy, AR and was taken by T.J. Stewart.


I do not know if you have heard in other parts of the country, but last night (April 27, 2014), central Arkansas was hit by a massive storm that produced this tornado that for around 45 minutes.  It was upwards to a mile wide in some places, and 1/2 a mile wide in some of its narrowest places.  It has been categorized as an EF-4 tornado.  (The ratings for tornados only go through EF-5.)  This was one of the most dangerous tornados in recent AR weather history.  At this point, the death toll is up to 14, including two children and one teenager, and there are still dozens missing.  Many small communities were hit, along with two small towns:  Mayflower and Vilonia.  All day long, local news stations have been having live coverage of search, rescue, and recovery efforts.  Though, I do not personally know anyone who was affected (Though, I do know of a family who lost three loved ones.), and I do not live near any of the places hit by this horrendous storm, I felt compelled to write a small poem about yesterday’s events.  In Arkansas, you learn that it could always be you next time.  There are no guarantees when dealing with tornados, and just because your area isn’t normally in the line of the storms, doesn’t mean it can’t be.  And when you see the images that have been playing across my TV screen and Facebook page all day, you can’t help but feel these people’s pain and loss to a degree.

*One week later, a baby that was born prematurely due to the mother’s injuries from the tornado, passed away shortly after birth, bringing the new total of tornado-related deaths up to 16.  Also, another person who had died was discovered a day or so after I wrote this post.


“Oh, Lord, Where Are You?”

When the storms rage,

You are there.

When the wind roars,

You are there.

When the tornado destroys,

You are there.

When the night crawls on,

You are there.

When the sun rises,

You are there.

When the search commences,

You are there.

When the grief hits,

You are there.

When the healing begins,

You are there.

When life continues,

You are there.

You.  Are.  There.

Psalm 18:1-2 (NIV):  I love you, O LORD, my strength.  The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.  He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.


God bless all those who have been through last night’s storms and are dealing with the loss of loved ones and property in Arkansas and in other states.  And please bless those who are dealing with the same storm system today and will do so tomorrow in other parts of the country.


Filed under Poetry, This and That

2 responses to “Oh, Lord, Where Are You?

  1. The Lord is there. These storms are His judgement.

    • Yes, I truly believe that all the wild, extreme weather that we as a nation and even world have been experiencing lately are part of His judgment. However, His comfort, peace, and presence can also be felt during and after the storms for those who trust in Him and His sovereignty and providence.

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