Haze fills the air. Smoke rises from the ground in many places like evil defiantly saying I won. Buildings charred, walls crumbling, roofs caving in, glass and rubble on the streets and sidewalks, burnt vehicles scattered throughout it seems as though whatever amount of life left would have been snuffed out. Yet a man is walking down a street here a lady on a bicycle there going on with their life as if it’s just another day. To them it is, the unusual becomes the usual. Life keeps going on. This is the reality many people are living in. Did they choose to stay? Maybe. But did they choose this life for the town they may have known their whole life? Is this how they saw their future? Really what future do they have? What do they have to look forward too? It’s a time Jesus’s love is needed more than ever. But who’s going to be the bearer of that love