The images are gut wrenching.
The devastation – unfathomable.
My nieces and nephews are displaced from their homes like countless other children throughout Texas and Louisiana. It’s bad. A really bad situation.
But neighbors are checking on one another. They are standing in the roads having conversations. They are doing what Jesus has called us to do – serve one another. They are putting others before themselves even if it means risking their own lives. This hurricane has forced us to slow down in the best possible way.
I’m not saying it’s good – but I am saying there is good.
I hope that when Harvey is long gone that we will remember this. This right here. The camaraderie. The love. The fellowship. The selfless acts that are happening all around us.
Our towns will rebuild. Life will go on. The hustle and bustle of schedules will eventually return, but I truly hope we never forget.
Harvey was huge, but God is so much bigger.
“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” – Romans 15:13