Little E and the Fire

Goodness gracious! What is going on already? Ugh. Crap. Ick Ick Ick. Fire has returned and it's closer than before and it's BIG and SCARY and all I can do is stare...

B and I sat and just looked at it. We couldn't take our eyes off of it. Then evacuees started milling around, and a bunch of pick up trucks with horse trailers pulled in, and the tow trucks too. We all sat and watched. What else could we do?

I didn't want to leave my "post" in front of the church. I liked my view...meaning that if the fire came over the ridge I'd see it ASAP and scoot my hind end out of there with a quickness. I went and got a cup of water and then returned to my spot. Checked on the kids, and then came back. Does watching the fire give me power? No- but somehow it makes me feel a little more at ease if I still KNOW and SEE that the fire is over there, and there's still room in between us.

I met a little old lady today--I'll call her Little E. She was evacuated too and doesn't have family near by. She didn't know her way around town, but was trying to get information about the fire and be where she was supposed to be. She told us some great stories. I think she just wanted to talk and not be alone. She was so cute. I wanted to just take her home with me.

I hate what fires and floods and other natural disasters can do. But I do love that so many people venture out of their comfort zones during times like this....even me.... I love that I met Little E. And I love that many of the meeting sites for the evacuees and command stations are at local churches. That makes me happy. I was right where I was supposed to be and it felt good. Even though I was super anxious about the fire and friends and kids and animals, God reminded me that there is much to be done, and it's okay to start small. I don't have to try and save the whole world. There's a little old lady sitting right here next to me who just needs to talk and so I listened...