The only word that could be used to explain the feeling of what happened in the Florida panhandle last week.
The sun is shining bright on Florida today and the capital city is nearing a place of normalcy. But last week, that was definitely not the case. Hurricane Michael violently slammed into my and surrounding communities; and now homes, businesses, churches and families are devastated.
My family and I are still without power and running water for the 8th day in a row but somehow our countenance is well, as well as our spirits uplifted. People have come together and it’s a beautiful thing to see in the midst of all the devastation. People have opened their homes and wallets. Our hearts are full of gratitude because no matter how damaged we are here, we still aren’t Panama City. My family in Panama City has a heart full of gratitude because they are alive unlike some in Mexico Beach.
In this situation, I’m reminded of a scripture by the Apostle Paul in Philippians 4 that says
11 Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content. 12 I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need.
Everywhere I turn, there are people testifying of their contentment. In Tallahassee, here in Gadsden county, in Liberty county, in Panama City and Mexico Beach. Feeding others while they are hungry. Helping others while they are in need.
Though this isn’t an ideal situation, the people who were truly impacted by it have shown zeal and faith with beautiful smiles on their faces. Pray, not only for Florida, but for the world. Disaster doesn’t just happen here. It’s everywhere. And when we can’t be in places physically or monetarily, in spirit by prayer is what’s needed most.
All my Love,
P.S. I may be gone for a short time to secure my family in need, but it won’t be long! Who knows…I may be back next week!