EVACUEES

Safely evacuated.  Praying for our home, dental practice, and beloved college and community. Our little dog and Peter’s mom are with us at a hotel. Very smokey air, but managing ok. I miss my family so much but so very grateful they too are safe. We’re all evacuees with masks and messes.

Our lives and communities have been through so much and pushed to greater perseverance than ever. There’s definitely a strong battle going on and we’re molding quickly into soldiers every day. This is where it gets tough. This is where End Times start takin’ flight. It’s an unprecedented crash course combo of Soldier 101 and Sheep 101. It’s a lot coming all at once in the most authentic and stripped and dependent way. Faith on trial and God’s sustenance begged for without measure.

Some days I feel utterly exhausted, teary, and genuinely aching to feel normal again, or else standing on the golden streets of heaven swapping bites of ice-cream with Jesus and so very free. Other days I wake up ready to stand on my feet, face the storm head-on, and act with the fighting power of a daughter of Christ. I’m guessing there’s a lot of morning pillows that can relate. BUT, whatever our morning brings, God’s morning is coming and this battle is His! Fires, COVID, fighting, storms, breaking, ALL of it. His morning is coming and this battle is His! We’re going to be ok in the end. Remember who’s you are and run to the fold where you’re meant to be.

I pray Gods peace reign down on our families tonight. I pray your morning pillow starts with a call in to Christ for help where you’re at. I pray we lift each other up and dwell on loving each other through. God bless and keep us all until the skies open and we become heavenly-robed evacuees. . Much love. Much love. (Smoke is so thick it stings and squints the eyes. Just can’t imagine the eyes of firefighters. So grateful and keeping them close in prayers!)