[Namron] Fw: God is Good

[Kathryn Gordon]

my sister wrote this after seeing my home and my relatives that got destoryed but my granparents log cabin is still standing

Kathryn Gordon 
Lady Kathryn atte Unicorn 
Matriarch Inn of the Weeping Unicorn



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Sent: Thu, May 20, 2010 12:16:06 PM
Subject: God is Good


                                             God is Good

     My grandparents bought the land back in 1941.  The old log house they built from the trees that grew there is still standing.  The old land has seen sons come and go to war.  It's survived droughts, blizzards, fires, and storms.  Always recovering gently, silently with new life stronger than before.  As I walk through the rubble of the last devastating blow from the tornadoes of May 10th I wonder, will it recover or just give up?  Will life spring forth again or will it rest?
     The old house stands, rugged and tattered yet proud.  It's withstood the test of time.  This is where our family formed our strength and identity in the world.  As a new day dawns and the rubble is cleared away' again I wonder, where will we stand?  Are our feet planted firmly on the solid rock, as the old house is, or are they buried in the rubble  of the world?  Has our faith been splintered and blown away along with the 69 years of growth that once covered the land.
     The path the land will take I cannot know.  There is only one thing of which I am certain.  God is still in control.  His hand covered my family in the midst of the storm, and reached out to us in the aftermath as we walked through the debris.  I open my eyes and see God is good.
     He was there when the house was twisting and lifting from it's foundation as my sister's family huddled together in the hall.  It was God's hand that fell upon their house in the form of a tree.  Pushing it back down, keeping it from being carried away.  
     It was God that used the unbearable pressure in the house to wake my nephew's sleeping family and make them aware to the devastation just seconds away.  Then held the walls around the closet and closed the door with them safely inside as the debris began to fly.
     It was God that had a protecting hand over my parents as they too rode out the storm huddled in the hall of their home.
     Of  this I am certain.  God is still in control.  This I know, as I listen to family members tell of crawling out from a pile of rubble that was their home, not a wall left standing.  Yet they survived.  I know this, as grandchildren and their families interrupt their busy lives and go to the aid of grandparents.  Sacrificing their time and wages to help dig homes and property out of the rubble.  I know this, as I see friends, neighbors and strangers going from home to home offering assistance in whatever way they can help.
     "United We Stand" and "In God We Trust" is what our country was founded on by people who believed and stood firm in those beliefs.  That belief is what I saw after and will remember about the tornadoes of May 10,2010.
     In the miracles of the lives protected I can describe and share with you the experience of God's love and His mercy, but there remains the question of the lives lost.  We did suffer loss in our family.  To this I answer; in all tings God has a purpose.
     To one God is calling believe, trust in me.  How muchlonger must I wait?
To another He's saying it's time to move on.  You've rested in this place long enough.
To yet another comes the realization that material things, the things they once planned their lives around, are not important.  They are ours today and taken away tomorrow.
To the gentle soul who has invested life well in their family; God calls, come home and rest.  Youve given your all, You've given your best.

     We thank everyone for your prayers and support during our time of shock, grief, and recovery.  Our lives, especially those family members who experienced the rage of the storm, will never be the same, but with God's help we will move forward.  My prayer for each of you is that you would open your eyes each day to see "God isGood."

                                                                              Jim and Nancy
                                                                                    Scott



The paper is going to run this here in Oxford.  I just wanted to share it with each of you first. 
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