My cousin’s home burned down last week. She lived in Paradise, California. “How do you quantify everything being gone” reads an article by the San Francisco Chronicle. It’s devastating. Paradise is a neighboring city to Chico, where my Mom is from and much of our family still resides. Another cousin has given me updates of the devastating situation as yet other cousins house evacuees and others stand at command centers and gather suppplies.
Fred Rogers said: “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, "Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.”
I have seen and heard of so many helpers. I recently watched a video of a Father driving his young sons directly through the raging fires to safety. “Are we going to make it to Chico alive?” commented one son. Prayers were offered up by another son. The father stayed calm. His fortitude strengthened his sons through the fires to safety. Countless stories like this.
Because of this I know that God has not left us alone. I believe with all my heart that God works through imperfect beings like you and me to accomplish His mighty work. Even in the ugliest of times.
During this season of gratitude, my heart is so thankful. Thankful for those who stand up, help out, speak out, or lift another’s burdens. I have been the recipient of the goodness of others and I, myself truly hope to be goodness to others.
Monetary donations seem to be the most effective help if you are not close by. I’ve included a list of safe places to donate in my bio above.
The world can get so ugly, hearts can grow cold, and bad things happen to good people.
I’m making an effort today to rethink, reprioritize, and remember what is most important in life. It always boils down to people.