Watching the coverage of the Oklahoma tornado devastation has brought back memories.
June 2, 1998
An F-4 tornado swept through the sleepy town of Eckhart, Maryland just a mile from my home.
My husband (at the time) and my three children and guinea pig were hunkered down in our cellar, praying.
Sirens sounded. Lights went out. Phone service stopped.
Darkness. Loud freight train-like sound.
I will never forget my drive to work the next day. Words do not come easy for the feeling that came over me as I swallowed hard trying to get rid of the lump
in my throat.
Trees were uprooted and houses pulled apart and strewn throughout the town. There was an eerie presence. One I've not felt again since that day.
The only word that would come close to describing what I felt that cool, quiet morning after - was Reverence.
God had touched our land in an angry way.
At that time in my life I was thinking
(after almost 20 years of marriage) of divorce.
I was being lured away from all that was right.
And I wondered... Was God speaking to me? Were there others He was trying to reach as well?
Is this how He gets our attention?
Who can understand The One who created Heaven and Earth? Who can know His plan? His Will? His displeasure with what we are doing with our lives?
God's ways are not our ways... so I will not even try to comprehend... But one thing I do know... is that the innocent ones who lost their lives will be in Heaven.
Life and death is unpredictable.
Revelation 21:4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
Times like these cause me to pause...
And look to our Creator with Reverence.
Praying for Oklahoma!!