Okay So Maybe I Didn't Make the USA Today, But...

Back on April 18th, I wrote a post about how I was mentioned in the editorial of the Sojourn, which is the campus newspaper. I said it wasn't quite the USA Today, but it was close.

Well, Jeff really did make it into the USA Today - today. You can go here to read the article about yesterday's community church service. In the picture, you can see the backs of some of the ministers. The one in the blue t-shirt that says "Blackburn" is Jeff. He's not quoted in the article, but he is in the picture!

Tornado Update

I promise the pictures do exist. Mom says I should have them by tomorrow, so I'll be able to spend some time posting tomorrow evening.

Meanwhile, the newspaper had a pretty nice article in today's paper. You can find it here. There aren't any pictures with the article, but it does tell the story from Jeff's perspective. I learned a couple of things I'd not heard before, at any rate.

I talked to Lori yesterday and asked how the town meeting went Friday night. She said the mayor announced he already had his building permit and was planning begin reconstruction on his home soon. (Nice symbolism of leadership!) They were able to turn on the lights at the baseball diamond (I think that was the place she said) - so there's at least that much functioning electricity in town. Dillons, the supermarket, announced its intention to rebuild. She said she imagined that meant the Kwik Shop would also be back, because they are under the same ownership. The Kwik Shop is the convenience store. A girl after my own heart, Lori appreciates the need for fountain drinks. :) She also said the kids have been promised a bigger, better school than the one they had before.

In other "nice" news, she told me that the phone company has stopped billing the town effective the night of the tornado. They have also offered to forward original home phone numbers to new, temporary dwellings if people wish to have that done. She explained that typically, the surrounding towns are long distance from each other but have temporarily been switched to local calling to make it easier for family and friends to stay connected in this time. She was able to set up a post office box - free of charge for two months. A big thank you to the phone company and post office for making these services available!

No decisions have been made yet regarding their church. It is still too overwhelming for the congregation. They're focusing on trying to clean up their homes.

I realize that's not a ton of information, but it is what I have for now!

Sunday, May 13, 2007

I’ve done so much writing this week to keep everyone up to date on life after a tornado…that I wasn’t sure what was left to say for today’s “official writing.” I wanted to say something non-tornado related, something fun, something different.

This is something I’ve wanted to do for a while now, since one of my blogging buddies did something similar on her blog, and I decided this was the perfect week to make such a list of my own. I call it “Bekah by the Numbers.”

73. Number of cents I spend on my daily Polar Tea. Okay, they’re really called Polar Pops, but I gave up pop for the year, so my 32 ounce cup contains tea. And by the way, not that I’m bitter, but inside of a week ago, that number was only 63. Did I mention it went to 73 with NO warning?

41. Number of years my mother had been alive when I showed up. Say it with me: woops!

29. Number of years I have lived on this earth – effective tomorrow.

27. Number of articles I have sold in my lifetime. I probably shouldn’t admit it is that low…if I’d worked harder, I could have sold a lot more. But still, that’s pretty good!

20. Number of dollars I spent on a $100 mirror I found at Hobby Lobby. It had a chip out of the top of the frame, so it was marked down. Once I hung it up, you couldn’t even see the chip. I love Hobby Lobby sales! (Oh, and by the phrase “I hung it up,” I actually mean “Dad hung it up.”)

16. Number of completed scrapbooks I own. I also have 2 in progress and several more that I’ve given away after I made them. Roll your eyes if you like, but there are worse addictions. I promise you.

11. Number of years I took piano lessons. Also the number of years I didn’t apply myself, so you can’t really tell I took lessons for that long. I can pick out a tune, but I’m not proficient by any means.

10. Number of dollars off a $10 or more purchase at Fashion Bug…my favorite coupon to receive in the mail. Also one of my greatest challenges. I will scour that store from top to bottom and try to walk out with the most things in the bag after spending the least amount of money. I’ve found some great deals!

9. Number of years I had been alive when I dealt with my first babysitting emergency. I was watching a baby in the church nursery right before church began, and he had a seizure. I remained calm until help had been summoned. Then, in true Bekah fashion, I fell apart completely.

8. Number of hours a day I’m on the clock. Sometimes it ends up being more than that – during busy season – but lately we’ve been lucky enough to not be so overwhelmed.

7. Number of days between my birth and my oldest sister’s graduation from high school. Needless to say, it was a rather busy week for my Mom. Leave it to me to create chaos from the start. Drama, drama, drama.

6. Number of weddings in which I have been an attendant. Each one contained such treasure filled stories…I’ve written about them before. In wedding number seven, I’d like to be at the front of the line wearing white, please.

5. Number of rooms I lived in during my college years. My freshman year, I moved from one room to another at the semester break, but then I lived in the second room until the end of my sophomore year. Then I lived in a room in an apartment for my junior year, moved to another apartment for the summer between my junior and senior year, back to the first apartment room for my senior year…and then ended up in a room by myself for the last semester of my senior year.

4. Number of rooms in my home that I have painted thus far. I’m taking a break from painting this year to spend my money on more “fun” things…like new tires, an electrician, and the sewer guy. But never fear. Painter Bekah SHALL return.

3. Number of childbirths I have attended in my lifetime. By far, three of the most amazing experiences of my entire life as well.

2. Number of cats who live in my house. In case you’ve forgotten the particulars, Kaegan is six, and Braeya just turned one.

1. Number of rough draft, book-length manuscripts I’ve completed. My goal is to pursue publication on it this year. Scares me to death, but kind of exciting at the same time!

0. Number of times I’ve seen the ocean. This is a definite “must do” for me at some point in my lifetime! Can’t wait!

I’m sure there are many things I should have put on the list but they didn’t occur to me. Maybe “Bekah by the Numbers” will return sometimes with more trivia!

Birthdays!

While I wait on tornado pictures, here are some recent pics from life at my house.

My first birthday gift this year was from Angela - who used to be my roommate. I loved this gift, not only because I love the gift, but because of the reason she gave it to me. I sent my stuffed bunny, Hippity, out to Kansas to comfort Cassie. Hippity was the bunny that got me through college...got our whole suite through college. Now he has moved on to other missions. Angela knew I sent him and went to Build A Bear to build me a new bunny. He's GREAT!

The night of the tornado (also Lori's birthday) was Braeya's first birthday - here are some pictures from her big evening. A box of kitty treats from my parents. (She's part pig, so she was extremely interested in this.)

A distraction for hours on end...the gift I gave her. She wrestled this thing all evening!

Finally worn out after too much birthday!

Meanwhile...

...I love it that God can multi-task. I hesitate to write this, because I'm sure in light of all that has happened in "the real world" this week, this really doesn't matter. But it matters to me, and it's my blog, so I guess that gives me the right to write!

I paid a visit to my actually semi-friendly BMV today. I laughed out loud when they handed me a receipt declaring that my transaction time had taken 2 minutes and 14 seconds. Because clearly...I spent my entire lunch hour in that place. And then some. I had to call in to work to report that I hadn't fled the county (as I am known to threaten to do on my way out the door for lunch). But anyway, a rather significant holiday takes place this coming Monday...a holiday which leads to the expiration of my license and the need for a new one.

You must understand that I was rather attached to the picture on my old license. It was a great hair day, I was sort of tan...loved it! I had prepared myself to be unable to top what I'd accomplished that day four years ago. I was NOT prepared for what I saw when they handed me the little card. It wasn't a bad picture. I was smiling, my eyes were open, the lady had zoomed out purposefully to include my chunky necklace (a gesture I found very kind)...but I looked ten years older than I am.

Not that the age looming ten years in my future is old. I just don't want to look that age yet. I don't even want to look my real age.

That little bump in the day, of course, magnified the aforementioned tornado situation, and I was a wreck by mid-afternoon. Our secretary came back to tell me someone had come to the office and asked for me...and she didn't know a name. All the way from my office to the front desk, I prayed, "PLEASE, Jesus. I had a bad license picture. I cannot take a mad parent. Please just let them be kind."

I walked out front to find the mother of two fantastic young ladies I've been privileged to serve as part of my caseload for the past five years. This Mom has been a joy. She has been patient and loving and polite, even when stressed. And her daughters are following in her footsteps. What a joyful, loving family.

And that sweet Mom stood out in our lobby with a vase full of flowers...for me. I cried. (Shocker.) It's a treat to get a verbal thank you...this was my first round of flowers, ever. I love flowers, so this was the most perfect gift. And then she stood there and started pulling things out of a sack...a book...a candle...a card. All for me. Just because.

I told her this could not have come at a more perfect time and hugged her so tightly she probably lost all her air. The secretary had already told her I was having a bad day, and this Mom looked me straight in the eye and said, "I don't know what you think you've done wrong today, but for my family, you've done five years of right."

If I could have framed her words, I would have. What a gift! That whole visit was directly from God, and I know that. Even in the middle of helping a town clean up a tornado, He had time to zoom in on my little office and my bad picture...and He sent me an angel.

Moving Forward

I am anxious to see the pictures my Mom brings back from Kansas. Incidentally, Mom's typical track record with film is to start a camera (she uses one time use cameras) at Christmas and sometimes by the fourth of July, she might be ready to develop it. So for her to purchase, use, and develop one camera in one week is....amazing. ( :D Love you, Mom!)

Anyway, she's been telling me about the "mall" in Haviland. Let me just explain to you the size of Haviland. There's no stoplight in the town...never mind that there's a college there. Kansas towns are so confusing. You would think they would be big based on what they contain. But they're not. Anyway, I'm not even sure there's a convenience store in this place, but now there is a "mall." I guess it has just all kinds of different things for people to take for free. Now that is my kind of mall! She said she took pictures of it, so I am curious to see exactly what this setup looks like.

I talked to Lori last night and found out the following updates. Some of you had asked about these sorts of things, so here's the scoop.

* They will have a vehicle very shortly. The denomination owns a vehicle that is currently not in use, so they will bring it for them to use for the short term future. Perhaps by that time, they'll be able to purchase a new one. Had this unused vehicle not been available, the denomination was going to rent something for them...so they would have still been covered. I'm appreciating the work of the Mennonites more and more! They take care of their own!

* They do have a place to live temporarily. Some people they know have offered them a spot in the upstairs of their home. This will give them privacy and a place to stay until they know what the next step will be. I'm not sure when they move into this place, but it will be soon. A praise here is that the people have cats, so they are welcoming Midnight (Cassie's cat) into their home. I'm told that Midnight will likely not reciprocate that welcome to the host kitties...but she'll survive. (Hopefully the other cats do too!)

* Lori told me they were able to go spend the first part of their voucher last night. They chose to take their voucher in two halves, because once they get it, they have to spend it and whatever they don't spend, they lose. They are learning that there are lots of things you can get for free (probably from "the mall") so they're trying to become educated about what they can get and what they can't...so they don't waste the voucher on stuff that's free elsewhere. They'll go back next week to spend the second half.

* She feels so blessed by all the donations that have rolled in for their family personally. Over and over she said to me, "We have so much more than so many people...we're going to be fine." Friends and family have been sending care packages and gift cards and money, so they're able to get through for this time. This is a huge blessing because they cannot get an insurance settlement on the contents of their house until "the list" is made. (See posts below for info on "the list.") She explained to me that the homeowners in town have already received their settlements - because they were just written off as total losses - and she saw many of them in Wal Mart last night buying microwaves and "bigger stuff." But because they lived in a parsonage, they didn't own their home. So they have to go through the making of the list in order to receive a settlement. So.....the donations are an extra blessing.

It seems like she told me more that I was going to pass along, but I don't remember now what it was. So anyway, for now, thank you to all of you who are helping to get them through this time. They continue to appreciate your prayers!

Little Miracles

Well the "finding stuff" prayers must be working. They have been working furiously today to clear out the basement of anything that might have caved in during the storm. So far, I know of the recovery of the following items:

* A photo album containing pictures of my nephew. HUGE, HUGE praise, since this was the baby that died and I was so hoping they would recover his few belongings.

* A couple of heirlooms that they had figured were gone gone.

* A "sisters forever" scrapbook I made for Lori as Christmas gift a couple of years ago.

* A few Christmas items.

I'm so excited for them at these discoveries. I believe this day concludes the pilfering extravaganza. By tonight the bulldozer will have cleared the property and the basement will be an empty hole.

New Life

Last night I had the chance to talk to Jeff for the first time...and then finally a "real" conversation with Lori, uninterrupted by other phone calls. I hung up from both conversations feeling more encouraged by them than they probably felt by me.

Jeff has reached a place of peace in his heart over what has happened. That decision makes the situation no less devastating, of course, but he is ready to move forward and stop digging for the past. I told him twice that he was a better person than I...that I would not be able to get over the very personal losses. He told me that before this happened, he would have classified himself the same way, but now he is okay with it, he doesn't want to look anymore, he doesn't want to find anymore...he just wants to start over.

The church site was bulldozed last night, and now he awaits the decision of the congregation and denomination regarding the future of the church. I know he will be in on that decision making process, but he is not the only one, so please pray for the right choices to be made by everyone involved.

Lori thanked me for the rather eclectic collection of "stuff" I sent out with Mom and Dad. Yesterday was a very hard day for me in terms of feeling like I wasn't doing enough, after I started hearing and seeing what everyone else was doing. So to hear that she was excited about what I'd been able to send was good. She told me some very touching stories about what the students of other (rival) school districts are doing to uphold the students of Greensburg. So many are donating money and replacement items (personal sorts of items, like uniforms) to the high school students. One school paid for a tent and chairs for graduation, originally scheduled for this weekend and now postponed for just a bit. Though I wasn't involved in sports in high school, I grasp the concept of high school rivalry...and to hear that students want to put that aside to replace what has been lost is very sweet.

Lori told me that she thinks the remains of the house will be dozed today. Though so much has not been found...there's really not much left to look through. Apparently most things really did blow away and will likely never be recovered. All in all they found a little over a dozen totes of salvageable items, which is a praise.

Please continue to pray for Cassie who is still struggling with sunburn-related illness.

Pray also that as they begin to make the list for the insurance company, that their minds will be clear enough to remember everything they owned. At the time of my conversation with Lori last night, she had a grand total of four items on her list. :)

Good Choice, America

I was very happy with the outcome of last night's Idol show. While I love Lakisha and hope she has a long and successful career in the world of music...she was my least favorite of that particular four. I still hold to a preferred finale of Jordin and Melinda...but then I really want Blake to do well, too. Sigh. So many decisions.

What a Day!

While I know that this is a small bright spot in light of the devastation, a couple of exciting things happened for my family today.

First of all, Miss Cassie was interviewed by an ESPN reporter doing an article on Greensburg athletes. I found it here - and I thought it was nicely written. I think it's a pretty big deal to be on the ESPN site when you're in high school!

Secondly, you probably saw that President Bush visited the town today. Initially I think most people planned to keep right on working through his visit (as nice as it is to have the President come to town, unearthing more of your possessions certainly takes priority), but it rained, so work was delayed. My brother in law actually met the President and shook his hand! Again - a pretty big deal!

I don't know any more details about the meeting/hand shaking than that because I only found out through a voicemail my sister left me, and I have YET to talk to my brother in law since this entire thing happened.

I know they would readily exchange a mention on ESPN and a chance to meet the President just to have their belongings back - and their lives back.

Please continue to pray for them. I haven't had a chance to find out more requests from them, but I'm going to guess at these:

* Weather cooperation. Please pray that more rain and storms don't keep coming so they can continue to search.

* Strength. I can tell that shock is wearing off and reality is arriving. It is hard to realize that work is no longer chasing kids down the hall of a school or preparing a sermon for Sunday or studying for a test...but covering the same ground you covered yesterday. Hoping to find something new and hoping to wake up and find this all a bad, bad dream.

* Health. Cassie has really taken a sunburn hit. She told me just now that she visited a medic tent in town and was able to get some medicated ointment (or something medicated, anyway) to help with the burn. She's sore and hot and hurting.

* Wisdom. So many decisions have yet to be made - not only for the future but how to spend the money they get, little by little.

* Extended family. Please pray for those of us who are trying to support them from afar, have no idea what to say (that would be me), and desperately just want to fix it...yet can't.

News from Greensburg

My parents arrived in Greensburg yesterday for a short visit and to help with cleanup efforts. I think my Mom was pretty taken aback by the extent of the damage. My aunt reminded me that Mom and Dad don't have the internet or cable/satellite, so all the hours of images the rest of us have seen online and on TV have told us much more than she knew. She did watch TV at some friends' house Saturday and had some idea of the damage, but not as much as the rest of us. Even so, I'm sure that in person, it's much worse.

They uncovered a few more treasures yesterday. I didn't get as much information as I had the day before, but I think they found a few more pictures and Cassie found some of her sports medals. Cassie was also able to get into her locker at school and found a hoodie and some other personal things. She left the textbooks. ;) That's my girl.

They did plan to return to the property today to do some more searching, but I think they were also going to try to go to town to buy some things. Thank you to all Mom and Dad's friends who stopped by with donations before they left for Kansas. I know that money will be a big blessing as they try to buy basic necessities.

Continue to pray for their safety as they work in and around the rubble. Mom mentioned yesterday that as time goes by, the smell goes up. Hadn't thought about food that had been in freezers now thawing and stinking...and hiding. Please also pray for relief from the sun. Cassie said she was really, really burned yesterday, and very sore too. Don't pray for so much sun relief that you pray in more rain or anything...just some cloud shade.

Some of you had asked and to Cassie's knowledge, none of the fatalities were members of their church or close friends of theirs. That in no way lessens the impact of those deaths, of course, but just answers that question.

American Idol...A Break from CNN

I've been forcing myself to step away from my TV and my computer tornado research to try to participate in normal life now and then. So since tonight was American Idol night, I thought that would serve as a good distraction.

I have to say I was more than a little disappointed in tonight's show. For being so excited about this top four, I was not thrilled with their delivery.

Here are my opinions:

Melinda. Still as classy as ever, I thought her first song did come up a bit short of her true potential. I agreed with Simon that she seemed to fall back into her "backup singer" mode. She did not seem to star in that song like she could. But when she stepped out for round two...Melinda was back. She has so much soul! I understand what Paula was saying when she told Melinda to break out a little bit. She does need to cut that final tie of reservation and just go crazy with a song. But she came back to being passionate and persuasive in that second song. Another thing I really appreciate about her is how genuinely she seems to welcome criticism of any sort. She is not out looking for compliments. She wants to know the truth and I believe she does a good job of applying what they offer.

Blake. It was a rough night for Blake. Maybe that was because he was SO good last week with his one risky song. I'm not sure. I didn't really like either song that much, and the dancing in the one was bordering on scary. I think Randy needs to leave him alone about beatboxing. He did very little of it in each song tonight and I think if that's his thing and he wants to work it in now and then, let him. It's what preserves his individuality. Besides, for several weeks, he left it out entirely! I would ordinarily agree with Simon that Blake is vulnerable this week, but I think his status as the only male in the competition will buy him enough girl votes to make up for what he lost in performance tonight.

Lakisha. I couldn't even look during the first song. The outfit scared me so much. I thought she looked SO classy in the second song...that green dress was beautiful on her. But please, I beg of you, leave spandex leggings for someone Haley's size. (See, Phats? I can say something nice about Haley.) Her rendition of Stayin' Alive (officially the only song I knew tonight) was less than wonderful, in my opinion, and the second song lost me when she lost her voice. I know Paula told her not to worry about it, and I know it's the only time she's ever done that, and I know it happens, but she could not afford any error this week. Though I love her and wish her well in general, I think she should go home.

Jordin. Ahhh...the sweet breath of fresh air. Miss Jordin. I totally agreed that her first song was the best of that round. She did a beautiful job. And I was really moved by the second song. I know the judges didn't like it that well, but this untrained ear really loved it. I didn't think it was too pageant-y. That was Haley. (See, Phats? I'm back.) Jordin is beautiful, she's fun, I love her spirit, and I hope to see her in the finals.

Having said all of that, I truly hope Lakisha goes home next week, and I'd love to see a final two of Melinda and Jordin. And once we get down to those two, I want a tie because I simply cannot choose.

Wreckage Part 2

These are a few more pictures I found here - at the Mennonite Disaster Service website. This group has been such a blessing and help to Lori and Jeff. They have arrived to help with personal searches and church business as well. Lori told me last night that she found one of the earrings I gave her for Christmas. Well, a volunteer from MDS helped her find it. It was in the yard and the lady picked it up. Lori told her to keep an eye out for the other one - and the matching bracelet and necklace. (Love her sense of humor.)

I know the red in this picture is the carpet of the church. I don't know (because I can't quite get my perspective in this picture) if this is the foyer or the sanctuary. Either way, you can clearly see how completely the walls were wiped out. My brother-in-law is the one on the right and the other two men are from MDS (their names are on the website).

I don't know where he is standing in this picture. I think it might be the back side of the church in the parking lot - perhaps looking over to his property. I'm not sure.

I believe here they are looking onto the church area, but I'm not sure. Those two vehicles appear to have broken windows, so they may have been in the lot during the tornado. The car is unrecognizable to me - the van may have been Lori and Jeff's. I know it was totaled, but I don't know what kind of specific damage it sustained.

Thank you, MDS, for taking and posting these pictures so our family could see people and places we know. This helps tide us over until we can see the pictures taken by family. And thank you for helping our family and the people they love when we are so many miles away right now.

Wreckage

I got this picture here - the website for the Mennonite Disaster Service. The man on the left (in turquoise, if you're directionally challenged) is my brother in law. I'm not sure if this is their house or their church...I'm venturing a guess that it is the house. There are other pictures on the MDS website if you want to look.

Search and Salvage

I just hung up from talking to Lori and Cassie about their pilfering day today. I have a number of praises and prayer requests to pass along to you.

PRAISE! They were able to work a full day today of searching through the town. At one point, rumor circulated that there was an ammonia leak from the car of a train (probably wreckage) and they might be asked to leave. But they were able to work through the whole day without being kicked out. The disaster relief team that showed up (church related) helped them sift through their property and my sister seemed very thankful for the additional pairs of hands.

PRAY that little "blips" like the ammonia leak or more inclement weather do not come up often so that all the residents can spend their days focusing on the recovery of whatever they can find.

PRAISE! HUGE, huge praise...my sister found her purse. She was the only one in the family who did not pack a bag to go to the basement for the storm...kind of a curse of living through so many tornado warnings. They never hit...and then this one did. She was so relieved to have her wallet back, most of all. Other praises in the wreckage (please note that some are not necessities, but you can understand the joy of having back some of the "fun" stuff of life too): Cassie found some of her DVDs including both seasons of Gilmore Girls that she owned. She was also excited that she found some of her school/sports clothing. Those sorts of things hold irreplaceable memories. Other clothing was salvageable too. Very muddy and some mending needed, but at least it's fixable. Lori found her wedding album which is such a blessing. They found other pictures as well. The scrapper in me is especially grateful for this.

PRAY that they will continue to find other memories. The biggest, most urgent request in my mind for them is the box that contains the memories of their son, who was stillborn almost 19 years ago. Those things can never ever be replaced, and they have already lost him, so to lose what little they had to remember him by is extra devastating. I am begging God for them to find this particular item.

Other items that could use your prayer:

*Protection from the sun. One of those little things you don't think about...there aren't any trees anymore, so there's NO shade. They all wore sunscreen today, yet were burned. To wear long sleeves or pants would be too hot...so T-shirts and shorts are necessary. Please pray that they don't get so burned that they're too sick to work.

*Time to pilfer. A rumor circulated today that the time they have to search before equipment comes in to bulldoze may not be long. Please pray that they have the comfort of ample time to comb through every inch of ground they can possibly cover. And pray that enough helpers come to their aid to make that process speed right along.

* Emotional comfort. Not only is this hard physical labor...it's just tough on the old heart. Please pray for their spirits (which are amazingly good now) to continue to be lifted as they find things ruined...and as they remember things they can't find at all.

* Clarity of mind. Lori was trying to explain to me the very daunting task they face together as a family of filling out the insurance forms...trying to remember every item they owned and pulling serial numbers off of whatever appliances and things they can find. This is a crazy task for anyone to tackle on a good day...but to do it when physically and emotionally spent is NUTS.

* Extra strength for my brother-in-law. He's been wearing the family hat and the clergy hat and I know as they begin to deal with the losses of the fatalities in addition to just reality setting in and their own personal loss - his burden is great. He and I have had some great conversations on email lately and I would ask especially that if you feel led to pray for him, you would pray that he's able to find his time to commune with God. This is something he and I are both working on growing in our spiritual lives, so I understand why it is so important to him. I know that the loss of his sanctuary where he met with God is going to make that task harder. And yet it's what he needs now more than ever.

* Wisdom for decisions. The task of search and salvage is the most immediate, but close on its heels are decisions for the future...where to live, what to buy with the money they have, what is in store for the town and the church...those sorts of things. Pray for the community and church leaders as they work together to make these decisions.

* God's greatness to be shown. It continues to be the deepest prayer of my heart that my family would represent God well and that all over town, God would be seen in the aftermath of tragedy.

My heart is so grateful for the sparing of their lives and for the MULTIPLE blessings that have poured out to them and to our whole family. Thank you to each of you who have given me hugs and sent me emails/blog comments and called me. I know this hasn't hit me, but it's hit my heart, and your support is carrying me through this and making it possible for me to pray for my sister, my brother in law, and my niece.

Prayer Suggestions

Good morning! I thought I would post for a minute with some suggestions of ways to pray for those of you who might want to know how best to direct your requests.

1. Cassie told me last night that they've been told they can get in this morning and throughout the day to sift through their property. Obviously this will be a very emotional task. Please pray for strength and calmness of spirit as they look for anything salvageable.

2. Please pray for their safety. None of the structures (or former structures) can be very safe, I'm sure, so pray that there are not serious injuries among the community members as they stir up the sites.

3. Though this may seem a selfish request in some ways, please pray that they would find things to keep. To lose everything at once is devastating. Pray that they would find keepsakes and necessities that they can use as they rebuild their lives.

4. Pray for my brother-in-law, the pastor, as he works together with the elders of the church and with the denominational relief organization that has come in to assist him and the church. Much cleanup is ahead not only in homes, but at the church site as well...and many decisions need to be made.

As I hear more things, I'll post those as well so you can pray in those directions. For those of you who have asked me how you might be able to help - probably gift cards are the best idea. And more specifically, Wal-Mart cards. That's about all they have out there. At this time, to send things would be difficult because they don't really have a mailing address at this exact moment. And even if they did, no home to store stuff in.

Thanks so much for those of you who have reached out...you are a blessing!

Sunday, May 6, 2007

In the last two days, I’ve tried to get chicken nuggets out of the ice cube trays, fished for a drinking glass in the coffee filter drawer, and stopped at a green light. This is in addition to multiply losing my train of thought, going through more Puffs Plus with Aloe than in a normal cold and flu season, and being unable to stop my brain long enough to sleep – even when it’s two in the morning.

No, it’s not early onset Alzheimer’s. It’s…shock? As mentioned in the two posts below, my sister Lori and her family lost their home, their church, and their entire town Friday night when the now-famous tornado ripped through Greensburg, Kansas. Greensburg. A Mayberry-esque town that my sister always credited with being the place no one knew. She was more than a little shocked when I told her yesterday that it was on Fox…CNN…MSNBC…all the channels.

When my Dad called Friday night to tell me that there had been a tornado, everyone in her household was okay, but the house and church were gone, I was true to my Bekah-fashion and completely freaked out. Full fledged freaking – complete with hyperventilating, crying, and pacing. That news was bad enough, but to “wake up” Saturday morning…did I ever go to bed Friday night?...and see the daylight footage of the storm’s aftermath put devastation in a whole new category. Recovering from home and church loss is one thing. Recovering from town loss is quite another.

I forced myself to occasionally get up from the couch yesterday…to mow the yard…to do laundry…to clean the house…to have coffee with Marie…to watch a movie…things that needed to be done more than CNN needed to be watched. And yet while I mowed or cleaned or did laundry, I felt just a bit guilty that I had a yard to mow…a house to clean…and clothes to wash…when more miles away than I can get to, my own family is without all of it. And not just my own family, but family after family.

And this morning, about 12:30, I was cleaning and exercising and making the bed, knowing how ridiculous it is to be doing all those things at midnight when church is just hours away, but the thought of going to bed was nauseating. Who can sleep? So I was on the phone trying to sort out my feelings once more, and finding myself as confused when I hung up as I had been at the start of the conversation.

And this is just me. This is just a fraction of what my sister, my brother-in-law, my niece, all of Greensburg must be feeling. Fortunately for Lori, (and for those around her) she is a much stronger person than I am. I cry at Burger King commercials. She holds it together in a tornado. How again are we related?

This morning I was working my way through the purse-sized Kleenex collection during the morning worship service, wondering why I’d settled on my traditional second row seat. That’s all people needed…a mascara-losing Bekah in the second row, hiccupping through songs.

But we sang the worship chorus How great is our God…How great is our God…And all will see how great, how great is our God. It’s hard to know what to hope for in a situation like this. You hope that the death toll doesn’t even climb even by one more. You hope that the storms that are thinking about forming in the sky above Greensburg just stop thinking and go away. You hope that your family can just hurry up and get back to what’s left of their home and find a picture or an heirloom or even just a pillow. You hope that aid pours in to help replace and rebuild. Those have been my hopes for the last couple of days. But singing that song this morning put in me a very deep hope that the greatness of God will be seen in the aftermath of this storm.

I hope that as people watch my family dig through their basement for whatever they can find, they’ll see a Perfect Peace hovering over that property. I hope that as my family reaches out to help their friends and neighbors – because that’s just the kind of people they are – that those friends and neighbors will see a Great God at work. And I hope as that entire community sifts through the leftovers of nature’s mighty work, they’ll see God’s mighty work in progress woven through it all.

Just a couple of days ago, I was praying Psalm 46:10 over someone. That verse says “Be still, and know that I am God.” There’s a very powerful comma in that sentence. Be still…and know that I am God. Before you can ,know or do anything, you first have to be still. Quit fighting. Quit shaking. Quit flailing. Just be still. And once you’re still, you can know that He is God. He will be exalted among the nations and in the earth, the verse goes on to say. Be still…He is God.

As I stood in church this morning and sang (okay, mouthed) about God’s greatness and thought about Psalm 46:10, I experienced that stillness. I stopped crying for a minute, stopped feeling sick, and just allowed myself to be still. And it was then that I comprehended the words to the song and began to pray that message over my sister, my brother-in-law, my niece, and the whole community around them.

The beginning of Psalm 46 says, “God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells. God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.” Well there might not be mountains and a sea in Greensburg, Kansas, but the earth has given way, trouble has come, and there has certainly been quaking and surging. But God is there within the tragedy, and He will be their help, refuge, and strength. And He can teach them how to be still…and know that He is God.

And for those of us hundreds of miles back this way who can only pace and watch the news, He can do the same.

Update

My niece called earlier this afternoon. She had been unable to use her cell phone because of the lack of signal in the area where they were staying.

I continue to be amazed at how strong those three are...when I know what I see on TV - on nearly every channel...and I begin to see more of just how huge and terrible this was...and the three of them are just so strong.

My niece told me that her cat was so good during the whole thing. Not the most personable cat in the world, I was sure she would have bolted at some point. But she was so scared that she stayed still enough for Cassie to hold her throughout the tornado and then for about four hours after...until they were able to be in shelter. The cat lover in me is grateful for that.

My sister, whose birthday was yesterday (some present, huh?) thanked me for the angel I sent her. It was a wooden angel I bought up in Amish country on my mini-vacation. She told me it looked great on the front door...if only she knew where to find the front door. We had given Lori a rough time over the lack of a birthday wish list for this year. She told me this afternoon that if she could just find a piece of paper, she had lots of things she could ask for now.

I don't know a whole lot more than that right now and want to be sensitive to them about what I do write...since this isn't my own life I'm spilling here. Please do continue to pray for them though. As that death toll rises, I just think of the people that didn't make it...people they probably know. And there's just the whole uncertainty of what is ahead...where to go...what to do. Very difficult.

As I find out more information that is okay to share, I'll post again.

Please Pray!

Please pray for my sister, Lori, and her family. Lori is the one mentioned in my birthday post yesterday. My Dad called me at 11:30 last night (never a good sign) and told me that Lori's family lost their home, and now it turns out, their entire town, in that monster tornado that hit Kansas last night.

The first news Dad gave me was just that there was a tornado and the house was gone and so was the church (Lori's husband is a pastor). After watching more hours of the weather channel in one night than I have watched in the rest of my life combined, I see that it wasn't just the house and the church...it was the whole town. If you read/watch the news, I'm sure you've seen Greensburg mentioned. Such a little town and now it's in the national news.

My sister, unlike me, is the pillar of strength...and actually, so is her husband, and so is my niece. They are all okay, for which we are very thankful. But I can't even imagine the enormity of the damage and loss they are facing.

In a time like this, I feel very sick over the sorts of losses that can't be replaced and very helpless because I can't do anything. I can't go, I can't help, I can't fix it. And I'm a fix-it sort of girl. I was up much of the night trying to convince myself NOT to throw up.

I haven't talked to Lori yet...but Mom and Dad have been keeping me posted. Please just pray for them as they pick up whatever they can, which doesn't sound like is much, and make decisions for the future. Please pray for my brother-in-law, since, as I mentioned, he is a minister, and I'm sure will be offering help and comfort on the question-asking, emotional level to so many people. Greensburg, I jokingly call Mayberry, and I don't mean that in a rude way...it's just that it is SUCH a small place that everyone truly is family, and everyone knows everyone. In addition, the fact that it is such a small place makes recovery harder because there's no place to GO. The injured are being transported anywhere from 30 to 50 miles away because those are the next closest places with a hospital.

Please also pray for my niece. I would fall apart at my age to lose everything I own...but she's younger than I am, and I am sure once this truly sets in, it will be so devastating for her. And please pray for my sister, the rock, who will be the glue that holds everyone together, I'm just sure of it.

Thanks so much!

Happy Happy Birthday!

Since I know she sometimes stops by to check out life on Bekah's Bits, I'll wish my sister, Lori, a very happy birthday. I'll leave her age out - so she will continue to visit my blog. Lori and I get to share a birthday month, and though I never really learned to share very well (curse of being raised as an only child), it is kind of fun to share a birthday month with her.

Lori, you should eat lots of ice cream today. If I were there, we could go out for ice cream. That's zactly what I plan to do on my own birthday. :)

In other birthday news, most exciting to all you cat lovers out there.....

Today is also Miss Braeya's birthday. She turns the big zero one today. I actually remember this day last year when I got a message from my friend Kari...telling me there were little kitties being born at her house! That was the day I made the executive decision that Kaegan needed a brother or sister. I put in a request for pick of the litter. And I got her!

Never mind that she was mad at me this morning (Braeya, not Kari) because I would not let her get in the shower. She has this huge love of bathtubs and plays in the main bathroom all the time. Today she finally realized that the little bathroom has a shower...and that the shower is a lot like a tub. I would not let her in and she just sat outside the door and howled. I let her howl. As we head toward the terrible twos, I feel the need to establish who's the boss...