I am sitting at Seth and Maria's. They are in San Francisco looking for a place to plant their church and they have graciously opened their home and anything they own for us.
Our dear sweet bloggy friends around the world.....we are humbled by your outpouring and love and prayers. I will post another entry tonight (its therapy for me). I have cried buckets and buckets of tears. It was one of the scariest days of my life.
Yes, we are safe. Our home though is pretty much gone. The contents are gone. They are not sure about the structure....someone is going to have to come and see about that.
I know it's just "stuff" but it's familiar and my heart is broken. The things we love were destroyed by the fire itself or by the heat from the fire or by terrible smoke and/or water damage. The precious gifts Tyler gave to us (just before he deploys). Gone. The treasures from our kids. Gone. The little pink coat I just posted about. Gone. Treasures from Africa. Gone. Treasures from missionary trips. Gone. Our newly remodeled bathroom. Gone. Wedding things from 30 years ago. Gone. Our just remodeled kitchen. Gone. Clothes. Gone.
We ran out in our jammies, although I kept yelling to the kids to put coats on the babies and themselves - - - I completely forgot mine. It was devastating to watch our home - smoke billowing out from all different places and still no fire trucks on the scene. There were 15 fire trucks eventually.
The first firetruck on the scene got stuck in our long lane that is narrow and banked with lots and lots of snow. From then on out they had to hand carry everything to the house.
Anyway, I will write more soon......I have many things to do to settle everyone in. Although our hearts are filled with gratefulness, we are grieving our loss. Dw was away and came home when I called him with the house starting to fill with smoke. He was there about an hour later.
Please pray for Elijah and Elizabeth, they were starting to relax and feel comfortable. Now nothing is the same. No crib, bed, afghan, bumper pad, room, home, clothes, stuffed animals, toys, dollies, high chair, plate...nothing is the same.
This we know...Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever. His name is "yes" and "amen" ...and more than anything we know that He is ALWAYS faithful. His mercies are new every morning. We cling to this. And I am thankful for my memory box, charred, that still holds the memories of His Complete and Total Faithfulness.
Please pray for us as we grieve and as we tomorrow begin to sift through the ashes praying we can find the sentimental things that we have been crying to find....... From our temporary home....to yours..we love you all....Linny and Dw and our kids grown and home....Abby, Ryan, Tyler, Autumn, Emma, Graham, Liberty, Isaiah, Elizabeth and Elijah (and Jubilee soon)