This weekend I received a massive, unexpected blessing. It came with a sobering cost, but it came, and it will allow me to make some changes I’ve long been working towards.
I’m still shaking my head at the out-of-nowhere nature of it, like a cat who smacked into a wall. God really does this stuff?
Our valley has been choked with thick, disheartening smoke for the better part of a month as our beloved Glacier National Park burns. It’s a tough fire to fight; Lake McDonald is a bowl, collecting smoke and giving it nowhere to disperse. Aircraft have reported being unable to even find the fire, so concentrated is the smoke.
(Note: this post was written in August of 2018.)
So, yesterday morning in church, we asked God to deliver the goods. We asked for rain.
He answered. That afternoon, a cold front bequeathed us a steady drizzle worthy of Seattle.
Today it not only continued, but turned into snow at higher elevations. In August. Granted, that isn’t actually unusual in Glacier, but this year, it couldn’t have been more welcome.
And I’m…kinda flabbergasted.
Happy, but disbelieving.
God healed my knee during a recent hiking trip. I know what my knee felt…
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