Sitting on the front porch swing, I watched the sky as though there would be some kind of a sign or signal to understanding what was happening. My thoughts were to the skies--beyond the skies I should say---to heaven. God is preparing a place for us --His children. I feel like I'm on a camping trip right now waiting to go home so I can sleep in my nice warm clean bed.
The only news we hear comes by mouth from this area--mostly about what others are saying is happening--about those around who have missing family members that weren't home the hour all this began. So let me take you back a few days--before that hour that changed our existence.
(tune in to the next post)
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