First and foremost, God (the Lord) didn’t create the hurricane; the elements of nature came together in such a manner that could not be tamed by human knowledge interception or introspection. Therefore, it remained an all-consuming, combustible, and unstoppable force to the degree that it distanced itself from the elements that precipitated it, and created an atmosphere that was contributable and/or conducive to death. In other words, death is an unfortunate circumstance born out of the volatile instability of nature, and without knowing the facts about which you’ve commented, I’ll dare to surmise that the cause of death was erroneous in some way, because nature does not lend itself to death, but to the creation and nurturing of life, but again when the elements of time, air, wind, water, and space converge, the resulting force could prove deadly, as could the unfortunate circumstances that are escalated by that force, for example tsunamis, tropical cyclones, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and even fire precipitated by lightning.

Secondly, even though we grieve the dearly departed, we must also be thankful for the many others who survived, because looking at the enormity of the damage in the aftermath, the death toll could have been a lot more intense… the 1938 Hurricane, called the Long Island Express, left a carnage of death and destruction in its wake. “All told, 700 people were killed by the hurricane, 600 of them in Long Island and southern New England. Some 700 people were injured. Nearly 9,000 homes and buildings were destroyed, and 15,000 damaged. Nearly 3,000 ships were sunk or wrecked. Power lines were downed across the region, causing widespread blackouts. Innumerable trees were felled, and 12 new inlets were created on Long Island. Railroads were destroyed and farms were obliterated. Total damages were $306 million, which equals $18 billion in today’s dollars.” Reference: http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/the-great-new-england-hurricane.

Lastly, I am always sadly grieved by the knowledge of anyone passing from life unto death. However, I am encouraged by the knowledge that once they transition beyond the point of physical life, they are no longer subject to the annals of life… and so to extend anything but love and support to the bereaved family would be trifling, to say the least, because death comes to all living things, and there is none that can spare the other from its icy grasp, no matter how much we would like to try. The sadness of mourning a fellow human beings passing comes from the knowledge and understanding of how that transition will affect those who are left behind to grapple with the fact that a fragment of their “normal” existence was irreplaceably removed from their midst and they now have to begin meshing and mending the fragments of life as it now is to bring about a semblance of peace, willing acceptance, and a calm resolve that will enable them to move forward in time and not become staid and stoic in what was and miss the blessed assurance of what is yet to be. Another unfortunate truth in that regard is that what we perceive to be a gruesome and untimely death, as in the wake of tragedies, be they of natural forces of the universe-as in the case of hurricanes-or the desecration of mankind brought about by another human being through the malfeasance of criminal activity and willful disobedience, or a sickness that was unto death, as opposed to a natural and timely transition of one who is ripe in age, leaves us feeling cheated, because of the myriad of emotions tied to unfulfilled wishes, broken promises, and gainful expectations, just to name a few, that challenge us to fill in the void with noble attempts to make sense out of presumed nonsense, and that is a very daunting task that often leaves us numb, unfeeling, uncaring, inconsistent, inconsiderate … just to recognize a few among many maladies of social misgivings…and brings out the predatory instinct in us that wants to avenge the wrong and make it right…but we can’t, and so we repeat the cycle of anger, disgust, blame, disgruntlement, discouragement, disillusionment…and even intensified hatred, in an attempt to bring appeasement to our weary spirit and troubled soul.