It was and then it wasn’t.

A few weeks ago I pulled onto teaberry acres after Bible Study and proceeded with my normal routine of starting my generator before calling it a night.

I picked my head up and my eyes caught this beautiful sight

I paused in the moment as the quiet oasis took my breath away for a brief time. I stood still with the Father and thanked Him for this gift he allows me to call home.

This part of the acres has been such a gift to me. The place where I sit and chat with God. The place where I can be still and ponder the crazy that is sometimes called life.

And then.

This past week I pulled onto teaberry acres after Bible Study just like the weeks before. I did my similar nighttime routine of starting the generator before bed and something seemed off. I went to bed and called it a night.

And then came the morning. Everything is clearer in the morning right?

My beautiful oasis. Devastated by two fallen trees. The tree caught the line my lights were hung on and took it down with it.

So bummed.

But then the Father whispered to my heart You can’t refuge here.

And I knew He was right.

My refuge can’t be in THE121 nor at TeaberryAcres. My refuge has to be in God and God alone.

So whether my house stands or not. Whether my trees stand or not.

I will refuge in Him And Him alone.

Now time to get out the chainsaw!

p.s. wasn’t that kind of God to drop the tree on my fire pit?!