Here she is almost 9 years later exactly......
Believe me, I prefer the tranquility of this....
But this......
is my reality.
I have purposefully not posted these to the blog- trying to give myself some time to make sense of it all. To seek God. To understand how close to truly meeting my Lord Abby, Ben, Andy,and I were (about 3 feet, in truth). We are not the worst off for the wear. In fact, Andy and I can't bear to hear folks say "I'm so sorry!", even though it comes with the best of intentions. There are whole towns in Alabama wiped out- Concord, Phil Campbell, Hackelburg....places you never hear on the news. It's bad. We are not in the same group of those victims.
We are inconvenienced. We're a bit stressed. We are dusty and disorganized.
But we are not devastated. We are not destroyed. We are not homeless. And we are not hopeless.
I can tell you stories about how it happened. I can tell you how it looked, how it sounded, how it felt. I can tell you all of these things- but want I really want to say is this......
He is so good.
So very good.
He brings peace to a time that seems loud and chaotic. He brings hope to a situation that looks grey and bleak. He brings love to a home that is buckling under the pressure, and that pressure not of a tree. He brings grace, oh such sweet grace, to hearts that are hurting, wandering- grasping.
He brings a smile, a tear, a joy everlasting. He brings gratefulness. He brings a blessing from shambles.
He brings life.
And what more is to be said than that?