Today, I wept.
For the people who lost everything.
For the place I consider “home”.
For the people who were rushed out of their homes.
For the people who watched as their livelihood burst into flames.
For those who spent the past few days in fear.
For all the helpless animals.
But I also wept for those who don’t have a loving God to lean on during these times.
Matthew 6 calls us into eternity. It calls us to remember the big picture.
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
For where your treasure is, there your heart will also be.
Being on the race, I have struggled to consider where I am “home”. The idea of not calling Tennessee my home feels like swallowing shards of glass. (okay that’s a little dramatic, I know let me be!!) But as I sit here and watch a piece of my world be destroyed by fire, I realize just how temporary this “home” is. Guys this earth is not my home. This earth is not your home. One day I will walk down streets of gold. I will live in a house that nothing can destroy. I will live in a place fully and completely captivated by the presence of God. I will live and walk in the fullness of God.
Today has been hard, but good. It is hard feeling a million miles away from home. It is hard to helplessly watch places dear to your heart destroyed. It is different when it’s places you know and love. But it is good when Jesus steps in and teaches you a lesson. It is good when Jesus speaks so clearly that you can’t even pretend to ignore it. It is good when Jesus says, “Linds, I’m trying to show you something here!!!” Today God gave me a picture of heaven in the heartbreak.
So – Tennessee, I’m praying for you. I’m praying for the grace of God to fall upon you like rain. I’m praying for your hearts. I’m praying for those of you who lost something. I’m praying for those of you who lost childhood memories. I’m praying for restoration and I’m praying for the promises set before us by Jesus himself.
Linds
