I’m lying here at 3 a.m.
I’ve woken up and I can’t go back to sleep. I guess I have a lot on my mind.
A few minutes ago I began to pray about the things on my mind — broken relationships, writing projects, God’s will, etc. — and one of the things I think of first, even before all of that, is the people affected by tornadoes that earlier today tore through this area, damaging my church and the subdivision beside it (and other areas too). I began to pray about those situations and the people affected and it occurred to me — I’m lying in my warm bed in my enclosed, roof-covered house with my family safe and the people affected by these storms can’t say that. And yet I’m the one awake with a lot on my mind.
Eleven months ago our church responded in full force to a community that was essentially wiped out by the April 27, 2011 tornadoes. Of the 100 or so homes 96 or 97 were destroyed or damaged. The people in this area didn’t have insurance and fell through the cracks of some of the government assistance programs that help rebuild after a disaster such as this. Our people were there moving fallen trees, cleaning up rubble and listening to the heart-breaking stories. Later we, with several other churches, helped rebuild the community playground which was vital to providing the kids of this area with a safe place to be.
Now we are the ones with a hole in the roof and flooded classrooms. Now we are the ones who need to clean up and tell heart-wrenching stories. It will be amazing, I’m sure, to see God use and weave these two events together into one big story that glorifies Him, because that’s what He does. I’m thankful He’s allowed me to witness and be a part of His restoration after devastation.
And yet I lie here, at 3 a.m., with a lot on my mind.