restoration

It’s been twelve days since Hurricane Helene ravaged the Western Carolinas, Tennessee, and parts of Georgia, and I’ve struggled to find the words to express what I’ve seen, heard, experienced, and am beginning to try to process. There’s a sadness in my heart, but it doesn’t have the final say. I know, underneath, there lies a hope that springs up when we think all is lost. I think it’s that Hope that brought forth these words this morning.