Isaiah 43: Two Images

Image One- The view from our Colorado Springs home is beautiful- every morning I get the privilege of looking west at Pike's Peak, large and looming in the not so distance. Horrifying then to see smoke to it's north recently, and then flames. Horrifying to know those flames were homes burning. And then to watch as the fires moved closer to our own home. The wedding album was first to go in a laundry basket, followed by the baptism dress I wore along with the girls. We packed the fire box of papers, the hard drive of photos, the girls' baby blankets. The girls watched as my husband carried the basket to the car, and together we prayed Isaiah 43. We were not evacuated that night, and over the coming days the fire has slowly become more and more contained. Image Two- Away for a week of Family Camp at our beloved Rainbow Trail Lutheran Camp, I sit on the porch of our cabin listening to the pouring of rain; disappointed faces take in the realization that sand candle making and water games will be cancelled, that Daddy is midway through a 10-mile hike and isn't due back until dinner time. We pray our verse again, and laugh. Thank you Creator God for showing us You are mighty and good and with us.