Yesterday, at about 3:45 a.m., I found myself with my second family in Nashville, Georgia, in the dining room in the center of the house.
I can’t describe it well enough to give the scene justice, but it was like a train coming right for you; the force, the volume and the strength was all there in that short 30-60 seconds.
Then, dead silence. The wind gently started to pick up again. Phones started ringing. Texts started coming through.
A tornado tore a vicious path through the rural community of New Lois.
While the damage seem to be all done, it was only the beginning. The next house beside the farm (maybe a half mile away) had its roof tore off and the house across the road from that one had been flattened. Only trees were uprooted at the farm.
The people in the community. There were deaths, and there were survivors. The people, though, were giving everything they had to help out in the dark, windy, wet aftermath of the storm.
In the house that had the roof torn off, the entire community pulled together to help get all of their salvageable belongings moved out as quickly as possible.
It’s going to be a hard road rebuilding, but the community is behind that family with their open hands and hearts.
I had never experienced anything like this before, and pray it doesn’t happen again. Although, I learned something very important yesterday.
It’s the people that matter in life – not the things, materials or jewels. The agriculture roots of this community is what makes this terrible nightmare truly beautiful.
Farmers brought bucket loaders, chain saws and other machinery as soon as it was safe to go out to help out the entire community. Farmers from miles away came to pitch in at no cost. No one was done working until everyone was done working.
I will say this- in despite of the destruction of the neighboring house, the one thing that remained unwavered on the house was the family sign that had hung outside the front door since probably the house was built in 1876.
Please continue to pray for the families of South Georgia because there is a lot of pain and struggle.
There is one thing that gives me hope; the Lord above was watching out for the agriculture community of New Lois.