As I write this, the Holy Fire in Southern California is blazing away not far from my parents’ backyard.
I hope, hope, hope, and pray that by the time this is published the fire is mostly contained or completely extinguished.
My heart breaks thinking about all of the wildlife being displaced, fighting for their lives. My heart breaks thinking about all of the people who have had to face the question of “What in my home can I not live without?”
My heart breaks for the people who have had to make the hard decision of what precious memories are to be left behind in homes they may not be able to return to. My heart breaks for the people who didn’t even have that option.
I cannot fathom how anybody could commit such an act that could cause so much pain. I cannot fathom how anybody could purposely cause such mayhem and destruction.
For those of you who have had to face tragedy, I cannot possibly know what you have gone through. You are far braver than I am.
We will all inevitably face some tragedy in our lives. We will all lose people we love. We will all go through hardships and trials.
In those times of darkness, it is so vital that we cling to the love in our lives. Think of those who give you purpose. Think of those who need you.
You could lose all of your possessions in a fire, but so long as you have loved ones and people to cling to, you’re going to be OK.
And, if you feel alone, I urge you to find a community to help you as you rebuild your life. Find it in a church or a support group. Find it through volunteer work.
It’s people who can bring us those first flutters of that “everything is going to be alright” feeling. In your darkest times, don’t hide. Don’t push people away. Cling to them. Let them in.
Don’t push hope away.