I was thinking of Tacloban when I read this from Jared Wilson’s Gospel Deeps:
God owns all places, let’s not forget. “There is not a square inch in the whole domain of our human existence,” Abraham Kuyper reminds us, “over which Christ, who is Sovereign over all, does not cry: ‘Mine!’”
It is easy to lose heart among the ruins of any place, but there’s a heritage here, a history, even if to see it we must go all the way back before the fall to when God said this place was “good.”