That night of terror brought so much disaster. Before the roar it was calm, a slight breeze caressed treetops, gently sailed clouds in the sky. Then the grey cloak became black. I can still replay everything that took place, every detail that won't stop playing in my mind. All I could remember at first was the noise and pain.
As our house was shaking, the sound of glass shattering, ears popping and children screaming, all I could cry in my heart was "Lord you are sovereign, I'm trusting in you, whatever happens I will still love you." But I still had the devastating feeling that we were going to die. My heart was coming out of my chest as I sheltered my baby brother, my mom and dad's arms wrapped around me and the baby as everyone was crying out prayers.
Then the door was opened after it calmed. My father's words were " Prepare yourself for this."
My home was gone.
There is still much prayer needed for our dear friends the Lees who still have two of their daughters in the hospital due to being trapped under a piano for three hours, and whose father went to be with the Lord. This is the main source of our grief.
We have been tremendously and over abundantly blessed by neighbors, complete strangers, Vision Forum people, the blessings are just not ceasing. We've had so much food, blankets, water and clothes and prayers with comforting friends ever since this first happens.
One of my blog readers gave me this verse and it is yet another reminder of God's promise to care for His children.
"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea."
God is in control.