Trusting God in the Storm
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Trusting God in the Storm

When the waters crept in around our house, we were still majorly in vacation mode. It was only the day after Christmas and all our presents were out on the living room floor. My youngest daughter’s room was decorated with cutout snowflakes and paper chains, and cotton balls hung over her bed like snow.

To be honest, me and my two girls were having a hard time with the idea of Christmas this year. My husband and I were going through a difficult separation, and I wasn’t sure if I could pull it off on my own. But when Christmas morning came, the girls loved their gifts and we were all so excited.

Then we heard a serious storm was coming. Days of record rainfall was predicted across parts of Missouri and Illinois. My youngest daughter loves the weather so she stayed busy tracking its path.

Because we live in a floodplain, we tend to get a lot of warnings. But in the 14 years I’ve lived in the neighborhood, not much has ever come of them. When I went by the creek near our home and saw how high the water was, though, I thought, ‘Okay, this might be it.’

I threw some family photos in the trunk, grabbed our dog, and we drove to safety. The flood came in so fast. A few hours later, the waters subsided and we returned to check the damage…a little water came in on the right side of the house and damaged the floors, but all our presents were piled to the left—safe and sound. For that, we were so thankful!

We hoped we were in the clear, but my daughter heard there might be another bigger round of storms coming that could result in even more devastating flooding. I stayed up all night packing and hauling Christmas decorations into the attic of our one-story home. I moved everything I could think of up onto our countertops. But water-level predictions kept getting higher and higher…and when I did the math, I found there could be as much as seven feet of it inside our home.

As we watched the Meramec River and adjacent swollen creek seep through the woods and surround our house, my brother came to help me move out some of the smaller furniture. We left with all we could and went to stay with my aunt.

The roads surrounding our house were shut down for days, and at the peak of the flood, only our rooftop could be seen sticking out of the water.

When we were finally able to get back in, we found our home was completely destroyed…the windows had busted from the pressure of the water, and heavy furniture had shifted from room to room. The floors were covered with sticky mud that grabbed our shoes like suction cups with every step…it was a mess.

I have to admit it was a little unnerving to see our home like that. I knew I had flood insurance, but in that moment it was still so overwhelming. Our family was already going through so much, and in a flash, we lost our home too.

But God has used so many different people to help us. Every time a need popped up, He’s met it. We’ve had help with the cleanup, been able to replace many items that were lost, and He’s provided a wonderful place for us to live until we can rebuild our home. And the love and support shown to us by Hand of Hope and my work family at Joyce Meyer Ministries has been truly incredible.

As difficult as the last couple months have been, I believe God used the circumstances to make all things new for my family. And I feel like my faith is ten times stronger through this because I know that no matter what comes, I can always trust in Him.

Hand of Hope is the missions arm of Joyce Meyer Ministries. Our goal is simply to help as many hurting people as we possibly can, to alleviate human suffering and to help Christians grow in their faith.