Fire's Gone....Now what?

I'm pretty sure they are going to rebuild. Thought you might like some pictures of the aftermath. These are from April, a few days after.

One More Thing.....

Yes, that is really a picture of the real building I worked/grew up working around and in.

And a thought occured to me: God loves all. He never gives up on anyone. Even people you love to hate. He keeps after them, keeps trying to get their attention, keeps trying to make them see that He's still there.

He whispers. Then He shouts. And then He tackles you and bangs your head with a hammer.

Is this my mom/brother/mom's husband's hammer?????

~H

Burnin'

My phone rang at 3:30 am this morning and woke me up. It was my husband.


"Have you heard?"


Heard what.....


"The bar is burning to the ground."


My mom's bar, which she and her husband own (not my dad), was on fire. We have friends that work there and one of them called my husband at work to let him know. This morning, I found a picture of the blaze online:

I have the strangest feeling about this. Part of me is happy. Part of me is a little sad. Please don't think I am being unsympatheitc or that I have a heart of stone. I am sad for my mom. But, I am happy that nor my husband or myself work there any longer. I also feel like there was so much evil and sin going on in that place, aside from the patrons and alcohol being served, that it is truly a blessing that none of that will happen there any longer.

I'll have more to say about this soon. My family is something that I've wanted to post about for a while and all the hidden feelings this blaze is stirring up is a good start.

For now, I pray that somehow through this a conversion of hearts can happen for my mom and brother, and even her husband.

~H