Are you amazed at the number of times our TV screens have filled with weather-related devastation in recent months? I cannot accurately imagine the extent of the flooding, fire and tornado carnage. I cannot know how so many of our fellow Americans feel. But there are a few things I know I would do if I were caught in such a desperate situation. I’d work through the bottled water and canned goods first. Then I would set into motion some purposeful steps to soothe my family’s mental and spiritual health.

I’d begin by looking up into the heavens. I’d allow an occasional scream and some tears, all the while knowing that God can take it all. I’d grab nearby hands and we’d bow our heads. Over and over again, without ceasing, we would send those prayers up. There would, in fact, be so many prayers it would sound like a chorus and I believe the Lord of the universe would listen and respond.

I would also turn to the Bible. I’d read that God will never leave or forsake us and His word is a light unto our paths. I’d turn to the Psalms and read about all the anguish and frustration and anger penned by those that came long before us. I’d claim their words as our own, then speak them back to God. I’d ask Him to make His Bible my sword and armor, for whatever might come our way as we began the rebuilding process.

I’d look inward to inventory my feelings, ideas and plans. I’d pay attention to the realities of my feelings and accept them, knowing both good and bad feelings will come and go like the tides.

I’d remind myself that I should be realistic. Some things will change and others will not. That includes people — their histories, their personalities, their ways.

I’d seek truth in all the talk that would swirl around us. I’d be systematic and careful about whom I trusted for information. If advice circumvented God’s ways, I would let it go.

I’d head for laughter, for it is healing, especially when provided by children.

I’d aim for balance. I’d probably succumb to my natural reaction to sleep, but then I’d put myself on a schedule as much as possible. This includes eating regularly. Our physical selves deserve increased attention, especially during times of trauma.

I’d seek comfort from those optimistic souls around me. And for every time I was encouraged by someone, I’d pass some encouragement on to someone else. That’s how comfort works. It grows in you when you give it away.

I’d be on the lookout for hope. It comes in many forms, especially notable in those people who discipline themselves to praise God in the midst of trauma. They speak it and their faithfulness, choosing hope even when filled with pain, is rewarded.

Then I’d look for God’s purposes. I’d seek spiritual significance in the most insignificant. I’d press toward God, awaiting His lessons and anticipating renewed faith.

Reach Joan Bay Klope at faithfulliving@hotmail.com.