Darfur Sadness

Recently, through many different ways, I've been confronted privately in my mind about my incredible lack of knowledge of what's going on "out there". I always care when I hear about the unimaginable, but I never take time to just do a little research on my own and take advantage of the wealth of input on the net. Sooooo, Darfur. Tim mentioned it and I wanted to know more. It was a devastating discovery and strange blessing all at once. I got some good history from general news coverage, but it was the personal stories...these women in Darfur. They are suffering more than anyone because their men are being killed and they are utterly alone. If their children survive the initial attacks, they are in grave danger with the poor conditions of the refugee camps. Anyways, I'm sure anyone reading this can find out on their own or probably already know. It's just those women...how haunting. All I know is peace. I've never been without abundance beyond. How absolutely impossible to comprehend in my surroundings what just one day of existence must be like for these poor girls right now. I think it's so good to cry with them and know their stories. Prayer ammo. I don't know. I feel so overwhelmed and yet I got up from reading the stories and went to make some food just like that and I just hope I'll remember to check out the news every now and then and stay afresh with this strange ugly world I live in. I'm so glad there's hope in Jesus..