The only Constant is Change

It sounds paradoxical but the only constant is change. Change that comes out of nowhere and hits you when you least expect it.

The horror of the happenings in North Africa, death and destruction amid chaos....
and another world away a beautiful city lies in ruins, the aftermath of a 6.3 earthquake.
Who would have thought it would happen just a few months after the previous quake of 7.0?
Lives were lost in a matter of seconds, with some entombed alive who were later rescued through the valiant efforts of international search-and-rescue teams.

The tenuous hold on life is driven home by these events.

Mother Nature is a force that man cannot hope to control and through his wilful abuse of natural resources, he is now reaping the consequences of his actions. Floods,
droughts,
extinction of many species of flora and fauna, climatic changes, volcanic eruptions
and earthquakes make life untenable for many inhabitants of the earth.

Popular uprisings, the result of oppression by autocratic governments, are like the swell of the incoming tide.
Many lives have been lost and nationals of countries working in these war-torn regions are being evacuated by their respective governments. The mass exodus is reported on news channels daily as is the carnage.

Are these the end-times? Should we not be doing something to prevent this happening in our own country? What can we as individuals do? Prayers? Tread softly? One feels so helpless, so vulnerable and uncertain of what lies ahead.

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