By Celene Ayat Lizzio
As I write from the expansive woods of New Hampshire, hundreds of thousands in the Philippines are putting their lives back together from the pieces that remain.
If a compassionate heart paused to contemplate the devastation, it would be rent. Unknown and unthinkable numbers of fellow hearts have passed, their time on earth swallowed, leaving unspeakable pain. Yet, in a self-interested moment, the same heart holds itself aright, in the face of unthinkable human loss, with an indulgent gratitude for its own relative security, having been spared, perhaps by fate, from the mighty gusts of wrath.
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