As many of us here in the states know, there is a hurricane approaching. The weather forecasters are reporting the paths that could be taken, the speed of the storm, the temperature of the water, the path of the air, the height of the waves, the amount of flooding, and so on and so forth. I can find that I spend much of my time watching, as I am fascinated by this science of hurricanes. They are violent storms, but they are also a visual of the power of God, as He is the One who has created it all. I love to see manifestations of His power. No, I am not going to engage in why all of this happens, it just does.
I see myself as a person of prayer. I have often mentioned that I love to pray and I love to see the answers our Lord gives as we come before Him. Again, this is seeing His glory and power manifested.
Now, we just returned from a visit to the panhandle of Florida. That is where our daughter’s family is and that is also where hurricane Michael hit last October. Driving to her home, there was still much destruction visible. It is going to take years for all the damage to be undone. Tarps still cover many homes and businesses. There are blatant reminders of the destruction a hurricane makes. It is heart breaking to see it all.
We came home to hear about Dorian approaching. I have seen many memes of this approaching storm. I have smiled at many of them, I have chuckled aloud at several. The one that keeps coming to mind, though, is a map of the southern states with a handful of cooked spaghetti laying on top of it. That is accurate, I think.
The storm looks like it is going to hit the peninsula of Florida. I have many dear cousins who live there. I have friends who live there. I really do not want their homes to be harmed, or their lives to be in danger. But, I know that if it veers in any direction, going off into the gulf would affect my oldest daughter, and if it hits further up the eastern seaboard, it will affect my youngest and her family.
I mentioned to my cousin last night that my prayers may not do much, but, I serve a God who talks to the wind. I pray for the protection of the people in Florida and any who may be affected by this storm.
And then, on the other side of me, there is that thought, hmmm… maybe I could see my Little Man if they have to evacuate…. There is always that side of me, the grammy side that would just like to snuggle with my babies…
Thanks for listening to me ramble tonight… Cathi (DAF)