“…..weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5
Every place you sent me to be, You were there…..
At our home church with Dotty retrieving and checking on files of her special needs children.
On our street delivering oranges and waters to those who got water in their homes.
In a quiet little back roads community near Alvin delivering cleaning supplies, snacks and waters.
Every place you sent me to be you were there.
In the eyes of the woman who pointed to the dirty long box and said, “that’s my wedding dress. Guess I won’t be needing that anymore.” She and her sister and her husband were standing in a yard full of all her belongings and soggy sheetrock and flooring and mud and sweat. They were taking a break. It was hot and sticky and swarming with mosquitoes. We handed them some cleaning supplies, waters and snacks, prayed and left a piece of our heart with them there on the corner of two flooded out streets in Alvin.
In the 3×5 cards with handwritten notes of encouragement from a third grade class in Atoka, OK! They were stacked on top of a box of donations they had brought to their teacher who sent it all to our coastal community church this week. The teacher said they get loss. In 2011 their tiny town was nearly destroyed by a tornado.
In the heart of a young lady who bared her soul to me while we drove to the hidden community near Alvin to deliver cleaning supplies to flooded out homes. She was tossed from one aunt to another growing up, each following a different faith from Jehovah’s Witness to Pentecostal to Baptist. You must have been confused, I remarked. Yep. I was, she responded. I suggested she read the book of John in the Bible and asked the Lord to reveal Truth to her. She is listening.
We are where God wants us to be.
With open heart and hands I ask Him, Lord, where do you want me today? And I go.
The cleanup will take weeks. May we here in this part of Texas continue to pray, be patient, and love. God will encourage our hearts and give us the strength we need.