Many of you know that Colorado has quite literally felt "engulfed" by flames, fire, and heat for the past week. Colorado Springs is my hometown and watching the images on the television last night was absolutely heartbreaking, especially since our very dear friends live in the "Mountain Shadows" subdivision mentioned multiple times in every report.
Saturday evening we found out that they had, in fact, been evacuated and were now calling the Academy Hotel home. Of course they had multiple offers of help and food and homes for their dog etc…What I realized very quickly was that they probably needed time to just let it "sink in" and wonder "what did we forget"? From the very first moment, they knew that "it's just four walls" but there is something about a place that houses your memories, your kid's games, your favorite guitar, your books and photos. Since there was nothing to do but pray, that is exactly what I did. It was an amazing "vision"…I know that sounds crazy…but God just gave me a picture in my mind of an angel…It was if I was standing on their back porch, and an angel was in the brush up against the hill, wings fully open and surrounding their home. Every time since then that I have prayed, the picture has come to mind as if God was saying "I've got this".
I met my college son for dinner last night in Golden. It was pouring rain and I couldn't help but wonder if it was raining in Colorado Springs. We talked about the "new" fire in Boulder and how my son would be enduring no air conditioning, 100 degree temps, and smoke in his house. How about the firefighters? We gave quick hugs in the rain storm and off I went to C470 only to be "awed" by the plume of smoke I saw in the distance. Once home, I watched for hours as the live coverage showed structures burning in what I KNEW was our friends' neighborhood. The angel kept coming to mind and I had to turn off the coverage and just think about the fury and intensity of God's love for us. It's a little bit like the fire…amidst the uncertainty HE is fully in control…sometimes it is just hard to see…there is too much smoke. The smoke of anxiety…worry…and despair.
Today I had the picture again, but the angel was in the sunlight, not the smoke. I got a call from our friends. Their house is safe…their neighbors are not.
There are no guarantees with this fire. What is there today may be gone tomorrow. I think I will just continue to hold on to God amidst the smoke and ashes, knowing that he has sent angels to guard our hearts (and hopefully our homes).
Coffee Talk Mom