We certainly hope and pray everyone made it through the storm. What a night. A lot of cleanup today as we work at restoring lives to a more normal pattern.
And maybe we can all take a moment to recognize the community that God is building in our hearts. Events like we are in the midst of are such stark reminders aren’t they – reminders of what actually matters, what is real. Many moments spoke to that reality over the past days. One such moment was simple – watching our family camped out in the living room yesterday reading, content and happy just to be in one another’s company.
Now admittedly we did not end up with a tree through our living room. We lost a rental house once to a hurricane and we know that shifts the whole perspective in a different direction. That being said, there is a rough beauty as we weather storms together. Press down disruptively here on the comforts and normalcy of life, and it appears almost inevitable that the human spirit, breathed into by God, rises in a new way, ever so briefly, before settling back down into “pattern” but in that rising a great light does shine.