Why Bother To Pray?

I'm troubled. The events of Haiti were very upsetting to me. But I was impressed that the world responded with aid of money and skilled relief workers. In a way, I think the world worked together and showed compassion and didn't blow it like the neglect in New Orleans two years ago. I was encouraged by nations coming together.

Then - BLAM - then Chili happened.
And then China had a quake.
And then the volcano.
And then Times Square.
And then an oil spill.
And then Nashville.

People are losing their lives, their treasures, their homes and their families. I don't know what it's like to see my home ruined or not be able to get drinking water, or not be able to drive away from it all because there are no roads.

I throw money into relief aid because I can, but I'm not skilled at construction and I'm not a doctor so I can't help medically. All I can do is pray and throw money.

Pray.

When God allows massive destruction to happen, one week after the next, even the CNN staff can't keep up with the atrocities - how am I supposed to say "I love you God, and I worship you" when this is going on?

I know it's okay to be mad at God. He doesn't love me any less.

But how do you find the heart to worship a loving God when the world God created is literally falling apart?

Why bother?