Surviving Tropical Storm Cindy

During our stay in Fort Walton we arrived on a Saturday and Sunday I enjoyed yoga on the beach and early morning prayer and meditation.  I listened as God spoke to me thru the waves coming in, the peacefulness and early morning seagulls.  This was one moment in my life I wish I could freeze forever! I felt like had my own call line directly to God because I could not see where the water ended.  I felt like I was at the edge of the world and God was everywhere talking to me thru the sparkles on the water glistening, so calming and soothing.   Any anxiety or worries I have in my life just melted away.  I thought to myself if God created this and its this beautiful Heaven must be an amazing place.  I guess I will just have to wait until I get there to see what it is like.

Two days into our trip Tropical Storm Cindy hit with winds up to 70 miles and hour, hard winds, hail,  waterspouts, and a Tornado hit within the City of Fort Walton.  I remember waking up at 4 am with the sound of a shrill high pitch screeching sound and the Door to my bedroom shaking as if were a thin piece of glass about to fly off.  You could not see the beach it was pitch black the only time we saw the beach was when lightning struck the sea.  It seemed like hours although it was about 30 minutes.  I prayed quietly for God to keep us safe.  It reminds me that some of the natural wonders of the world can also be dangerous.  I can’t explain it but I knew in my heart and mind that we were going to be ok. The next morning was monday and the  beach was half the size it was the previous day.  The storms continued and flooding became a problem all around us.  Little did I know God has his own plan for me to get closer to my family by being indoors over the next three days.  You might think this was horrible but, I think this was a time for rekindling our family time.  I had planned nightly devotionals on the beach  so instead in the mornings we cooked breakfast together and before we ate breakfast we prayed for God to help the others who were less fortunate that were suffering from damage from the storm or lost a loved one related to effects of the storm and read the daily devotional. We would talk about what the reading meant to each of us and how it applied to our lives. We cooked together, and ate and prayed together over the next three days.  The bad storms ended after three days although we did have rain after that it was no where near as intense.   I am forever grateful for God keeping my family safe.