Bring the rain

I had every intention of getting on tonight and sharing a fun project for the nursery that I want YOU to be a part of.

But at the moment that’s not where my heart is.

A week ago, Kristin Wall and her mom Deb Stennes were settling into our room at the Ronald McDonald house for an impromptu sleepover. Throughout these past months Kristin has become much more than just a photographer capturing my birth story. She’s become a dear, dear friend. And her presence with us throughout every hour of labor and delivery bonded us in such a deep way that I have no doubt she will be a close friend throughout many years to come. She was the one who was pacing the halls with me in the middle of the night. She held my hands as my epidural was placed to give relief to my needle-phobic husband. I can still see the exact expression on her face when I turned to her in the disbelief and overwhelming emotion of having my daughter, breathing, placed in my arms for the first time.

So when I found out this evening that fires were once again raging here in central Washington, and that Kristin was once again being evacuated – driving away from not just her home, but the home of ministry and refuge that she’s just completing – just a mere year after a terrible firestorm tore through her area…my heart just sank. It just seems too much too soon in an area still trying to rise from the ashes.

And so I’m calling on you, you faithful multitude, to hit your knees again in prayer. Pray for mercy. Pray for rain. Pray for the safety of those evacuating and the safety of those fighting the flames. Pray for the Lord to be glorified.

We’ll talk nurseries later.