Monday, March 5, 2012
"Keep Me Safe 'Til The Storm Passes By"
Drive to the end of my subdivision. Turn left. Drive approx. 5-6 miles. You don't have to make another turn. You will see a small sign marking the city limits of a small town: Piner. Drive a little farther down the road and you'll see the devastation shown on the front page of yesterday's paper.
According to news reports, 90 homes leveled. 250 are uninhabitable. 3 are confirmed dead. That is just the damage to this one small community.
On Friday there were severe storms and tornadoes all over the Midwest. Our tri-state area of Kentucky, Ohio and Indiana was hit especially hard.
Driving along yesterday, Jonathan and I saw a porch swing in a tree. I have always wanted a swing in a tree! But not like that. Not turned upside down on the top of the tree.
I feel blessed, and so very thankful. We are safe and we have an undamaged home. The tornado was so close, yet so far away, as is the nature of a tornado. I feel so sad and heartbroken for the storm victims. Helpless. However, the community is rallying around its own, and help is pouring in. Recovery has begun.
I remember my mother singing the hymn in the title of this post. Now it has a new meaning.