Clay in the Hands

This week I have been working with a group of college students from Levelland.  We have been working with the Texas Baptists beginning recovery efforts in West.  I have been dumbfounded by the sheer devastation that can be seen as you drive down street after street.  But the most amazing thing about all of it is that s

o few lost their lives in this horrific explosion.

I am not downplaying the 14 that did lose their lives – that fact is heart breaking.  But when you look at the houses and the apartment complex and the schools and the nursing home – it is amazing that there were not more who died in the tragedy.  350 homes were damaged – 140 of which have been condemned.

Yesterday, our group had the blessing of meeting Margaret.  She told us her story of the day of the blast.  She was sitting in her living room in her favorite chair when her patio doors blew past her.  One of the doors hit the chair and destroyed it but she was not injured.  Her house has been declared a total loss but she is fine.  As I looked at the chair, I was overwh

elmed with the fact that God’s protection is real.

Before we left, we gathered as a group on the back patio and held hands and prayed with Margaret.  It was a touching moment.

God is at work – even in the midst of tragedy.  We must never forget that God is present regardless of our circumstances.