It feels like it happens at least once a night, often, for me, in that phase of sleep right before you aren’t aware of what’s going on anymore.
The ground below you shakes and rattles you back to the place of being awake. You hear a few people say: did you feel that? It often doesn’t last long, but just a few seconds.
Welcome to the life of 3rd Gen P squad while living life here in Nepal.
Aftershocks are no joke. When they very thing you think is secure (the ground below you) shakes again after you have survived an earthquake, you have the idea in the back of you mind that maybe it’s another one. Aftershocks often evoke fear in us. They are the reason we live with half empty bottles of water within site seemingly all the time. They wake me up out of a dead sleep to a place that I am awake. I think people who haven’t lived through an earthquake would think we are a little crazy, but the people around us understand.
The bible tells me Do Not Fear 365 times. Enough for every day of 2015. Enough for every day of my world race. And hopefully enough for every earthquake and aftershock I will ever live through.
The God we serve is the solid rock on which we stand. Even when I originally thought that the ground is something I can count on being solid, I am learning, quite literally, that the only thing I can stand on is the God I serve, and His goodness and character.
That moment where aftershocks are a reality is sometimes a place of fear, but I am learning that it is an opportunity to trust God. I am learning to trust in the only thing I can truly trust, Him.
Today, I am choosing to not live in fear of another quake.
I’m not living in fear of a building collapsing.
I am not living in fear.
Because the one who made me tells me 365 times “Do not fear”.
Until He Comes,
Kristy
