A hurricane is on its way to New Orleans. I was watching the coverage of the evacuation and listening to the talking heads giving the predictions of doom. It's hard to imagine what a category 5 hurricane is like, especially since I have lived in California all of my life. To think that by tomorrow, the entire city of New Orleans could be under 20 feet of water is a very sobering thought. Add to that the possibility of the loss of human life, the destruction of oil refineries and rigs, the disease that could follow, and you have a full-fledged disaster in the making.
It seems like there are more and more disasters, both natural and man-made, every year. If you have any doubt about what it portends, check your Bible. These are truly the last days. There is hope, however, because the Scriptures tell us that all of the pain and suffering will not be for eternity. A paradise is around the corner.
As Katrina hits, though, all we can do is hope that people have taken every precaution and have placed more value on their lives than on things left behind. And to those idiots who stand there by the sea walls and let the 20 foot waves break over them...well...life is a gift, and you morons are treating it like a disposable diaper. Sorry if that sounds harsh or unfeeling. I just value life, and I think that anyone who plays with it like that needs a swift kick in the backside. Unfortunately for them, that kick may be fatal, because Katrina may be the one administering the boot.
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