From September, 2017

A Time For Everything

We took a walk in Moca a few days ago. We strolled down paths that were dry and seemingly safe. The river that runs through the community was muddy, but peaceful. It actually appeared to be composed and amicable. Truthfully, it was hard to believe that such a harmonious component of God’s creation could cause the turbulence it generated a few days ago. As we trudged on through the recently hurricane wrecked village, some of the people explained, “I’ve lived here my entire life and I’ve never seen anything like this.” It was difficult for me to accept. The smooth,…

Someone Else

After my dinner of cream of broccoli soup, I eagerly nestled under my blankets. I was tired. I knew the night would feel long and dreary so I wanted to get a head start on my sleep. Tonight would be the second consecutive night of hurricane winds. We are used to the howl of strong winds up here during hurricane season. The night before felt treacherous as the wind gushed against our home. We could even feel our house shake at times. The rain on the tin roof and the might of the powerful river only added to our anxiety.…