On the Rescue of the Chilean Miners

I've been glued to the news, along with the rest of the world, watching the rescue of the 33 miners who have been trapped underground, in Chile, since August 5. After 69 days of being trapped underground with no sunlight, they're being hoisted one by one, to the surface. Remarkably, the men seem to be in good spirits (as what I've seen from the news) and I feel this rescue to be nothing short of a miracle.

Photo from the Los Angeles Times

And while I watch this, I can't help but think of the strength of the human spirit and the suffering we are capable of enduring. The rescuers, along with these men, serve as inspiration and reminder that together, we are capable of doing anything.

My friend tells me that at the Chilean Embassy in Washington D.C., there's a big screen rigged up for people to watch the rescue and quite a crowd has gathered. Though I may not be a Chilean national, I'm still a human being and I can't help but feel the triumph and joy, that these men are being saved.

Enough things go bad in this world. Enough disasters, enough lives taken, enough natural resources destroyed. But sometimes, sometimes, something like this happens to really remind us how truly lucky we are to be alive.