After the Waters Recede

The fireworks have faded. The skies are still. And while some homes hold sweet memories of July 4th celebrations… others, especially here in Texas, sit heavy with sorrow.

A girls camp — nearly a century old — once echoed with laughter, and held this beautiful cross at the pinnacle of the camp, canoe races, horseback rides, riverside prayers, and new friendships. A sacred place where joy and growth came together under the canopy of summer skies.

But now? Silence. And heartbreak.

My heart aches for the families who lost their precious daughters and loved ones in the sudden floodwaters of the Guadalupe River. What began as a summer of fun turned in an instant to tragedy.

To the parents, grandparents, siblings, and friends now sitting in stunned grief — may the peace of God that surpasses understanding wrap around you like a blanket.

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
— Psalm 34:18

There are no tidy explanations for a pain like this. No “why” that makes it make sense. But there is a truth that holds firm: God is still near.

His presence never leaves. His love never lets go. His hope doesn’t dry up when the river rises. Even when your faith feels faint, He is holding you.

“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you…”
— Isaiah 43:2

This isn’t Noah’s flood, but it’s still more than we can carry alone. That’s why we don’t. We carry it together — in prayer, in tears, in love.

We mourn with you.
We cry with you.
And we believe with you — that one day joy will return.

Until then, we hold you in our hearts. And we trust the One who walks on water to hold your soul steady. May God’s peace hold your hearts steady. We are praying, believing, and loving you from near and far.