Sometimes you have to get close enough to see. With your own eyes.
To touch with your hands. To hear with your ears.
So you can feel with your heart.
I’m in Panama City, Florida, this week. But not on vacation.
We did that a month ago. Stayed on the beach. Played in the water. Ate fish at night.
Hurricane Michael Visits
Then 2 weeks later, Hurricane Michael visited Panama City, Florida, too.
Now we’re back getting closer to this place than we’ve ever been before. Now we are in homes and in neighborhoods and meeting people who live and work here year round.
And they are hurting. Around Panama City and further east is a war zone. So many beautiful trees were broken off or ripped from the ground and became missiles in roofs and windows and vehicles. Homes.
So as we get our hands on the mess, we are closer to Panama City than we’ve ever been before.
No longer will the wait staff at our favorite restaurants here be nameless faces. The staff at the condos will now be more real to us than ever. The cashiers at the grocery stores will be personal to us.
The people will run into around town might be one of our new friends.
Because this is more to us now than a vacation destination. This is somebody’s home.
And it’s personal.
Please don’t forget the survivors.
Keep praying. They want that. They need that.
Here are our three questions of the day:
(1) If you could travel anywhere you’ve never been, where would you go?
(2) Do you have a favorite vacation spot from your childhood or currently?
(3) Who do you think God wants you to really see that you’ve previously overlooked?
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What are your answers? Please share in the comments.
(1) Probably Europe
(2) Anywhere with a good beach
(3) The people in front of me this week in Panama City
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