Friday evening I had just finished loading the dishwasher when the power flickered, then finally gave way to the storm.
This storm is known as a Derecho storm, spanish for straight and named so for the straight line of winds it produces. These winds can be upwards of 70 miles per hour and are in severity and devastation, just below a hurricane. Since we live in a heavily wooded town, it wreaks havoc with the power lines, and was the reason we had no power for 26 hours.
I had signed Bugs up for a fly fishing class for Saturday, and when I drove out with him, I came upon this interesting wind damage.
I found it interesting the way the tree was shredded, twisted and bent, yet still attached. I’ve been feeling a bit like this tree lately–a bent, shredded, twisted trunk, but still alive through God’s grace. No matter how much the wind blows like a ballyhoo around me, I can maintain my strength from faith, enabling me to not break.