From the Flood to the Foothills
Yesterday Carl and I made it to Denver, Colorado — the “Mile High City”. Denver sits exactly one mile (5,280 feet) above sea level – hence the nickname. Yes, the altitude is high, the mountains are tall, and the landscapes shout the greatness of our God. AND, bonus, this is where our dear Austin friends…
Where was God in the Flood?
I may sound like a broken record — but I just can’t stop praying, believing, and asking “God, where were You?” It’s the question we’re all asking right now. Where was God when the floodwaters rose and swept away so many hopes, dreams, and beautiful young lives? Could God have stopped it? Of course.Could He…
We have Questions. You have Answers.
I had planned to write something lighthearted today. Something about wallpaper and laughter and a mama still managing a glue brush. But I just can’t. Not yet. Not while there are Texas families still waiting. Still grieving. Still aching from floodwaters that stole more than homes — they stole lives, joy, and certainty. We may…