The carnage is unbelievable.  We watch the TV in disbelief and profound sadness.  I just gave my donation to Doctors Without Borders.  A nominal act.  I am struck by a vision indomitable hope.   In the remains.  Deep in the rubble.  There are people whose hands are clasped in prayer.  They do not allow their suffering to break therm or the force of their belief.  They accept the mystery of suffering, and forge ahead.