My town changed...in the blink of an eye.
I was in church as the sirens went off. Everyone crowded the safer hallway.
The tornado pass us by.
As people emerged from their places of safety...they couldn't believe the scene:
In a moment, precious things were obliterated.
In a moment, people were homeless.
In a moment, life was taken.
My friends lost their home that day. They were in church, praise God!
When we arrived...this is what we saw:
Many have responded: Salvation Army, fellow churches, Red Cross, Samaritan's Purse, countless volunteers...giving hearts.
Three years ago I moved to Washington, IL from Monticello, IL. The church I attended there sent a team of about 25 this past weekend. We worked hard. We shed tears. We laughed and tried to look for the little joys amongst the rubble:
Amazing to me...three years ago we were planning to move to Malawi, Africa to be missionaries. I looked forward to working where I was needed, hosting mission teams, loving on others... Instead, God placed us in Washington, IL where I got to host my first mission team, work where I am needed and love on others. So humbled to see my plans are not God's plans...and His are always far better.
Please...take a moment today...right now...pray for the people of Washington. Pray they will stay strong...push through the difficult...hold onto Jesus...and rise above the rubble.
To Him be the glory,
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