We left my Dad’s graveside and drove straight to Florida. Tim had a job there, and while we would arrive a day late, he was still needed at the church in Ft. Myers. The trip couldn’t have come at a better time. It offered me the opportunity to rest, take long walks on the beach, talk to God, capture some great photos, and reminisce. Unfortunately we weren’t there long enough to see any of our friends or family. We were only there for just a few days, then back home. I needed the rest! Amazing how much the ocean can heal the mind and soul.
Boats were stacked up like a junk pile, even sitting in the tops of trees,
and other rubble remained all through the city. Many businesses are still closed. Sad indeed. Never underestimate the power of God’s hand.
Not all of them are open, but I was blessed to go here.
These all made the experience worthwhile.
“I see the stars. I hear the rolling thunder. Thy power throughout the universe displayed. Then sings my soul. My Savior, God to Thee. How great Thou Art. How great Thou Art!”
À la prochaine…hasta la próxima vez…until next time!