Into the storm

Last Friday we got to experience something very common for the Midwest that was definitely not on our “U.S.-bucket-list”. A tornado. Or more precisely two tornadoes were confirmed in the Omaha/Bellevue area. The College where we are staying at only sustained minor damage, but a lot of power lines and trees were down in the area. Biggest loss for us was the neighbor’s trampoline that is still nowhere to be found.  

We were out of power for two days and during that time our car battery also decided to die on us. So needless to say we had a very interesting weekend. But God is good, and God is the same. In our highs, in our lows, He loves us the same. Our circumstances do not reflect the love God has for us. He showed how much He loves us on the cross and whatever the world throws at us, He is there with us. And when disaster strikes, we have the opportunity to be the hands and feet of Jesus. We were so blessed that nothing serious happened to our place, so John spent most of the weekend helping with clean up efforts. 

Fun side note…John and I had left our sleeping kids at home and the baby monitors with our next door neighbors and spent the evening at a friend’s house. We only saw a power flicker as we were playing games in the basement and as we walked outside 2 hours later, everything was over. All the while our poor neighbor was faced with 135mph winds and a power outage.

In retrospect, I am really grateful that we missed the whole thing because I would have FREAKED OUT. Our kids slept through the whole thing and in the morning we went on a fun scavenger hunt through the corn field to find sand toys and other treasures.

But into the storm does not only describe this last weekend. We are kind of bracing ourselves for the coming weeks. We have 5 more weeks left here.  That is only 5 short weeks to get to the level of support that we need so John does not have to come back to do more support raising after we’ve gotten settled in Germany. 5 more weeks to schedule things and meet with people. 5 more weeks to get all the paperwork done, register for language school, find a Kindergarten for Elea, sign papers and have all our documents translated and so on and so on. 5 more weeks to make memories and enjoy the American way of life and food and "strobe-light-like fireflies"…yah it’s like an 80’s disco outside our house once the sun is down.  We are so grateful for you all and the friendships we got to make these last years. We are so incredibly blessed and humbled to get to go and share God’s love with others. Thank you all for keeping us in your prayers, it is very much appreciated.