Sometimes, God takes you kicking and screaming from the place you are in to the place you need to be. I’d like to say I was graceful about leaving everything behind but that would be a lie. I’d like to say that losing my home did not bother me and that my journey as a Christian has transcended me to a higher state of humanity but that would be a lie also. Truth be told, I wore anger and resentment for months. I had the “short end of the stick” syndrome pretty badly for a while. There were victories and I was thankful to be reunited with my children but the jagged pill of it all was bitter and hard to swallow.
Our actions helped trigger an avalanche of events in the small north Texas county of Montague. The Sheriff’s department was in the news for months and dozens of indictments were handed out. Not for what they did to us but things more heinous. Please, if you get the chance to look them up, you will be outraged at what was going on when no one was looking.
As for me and my family, we are well. I see now that God was always in it and I never had to fear. Everything and I do mean everything, had to happen as it did for me to be here now writing from my mountain home. I am not yet sure what God has in store for me and why he needed me right here, right now but I am thankful and blessed. He is on my side. Now, who will stand against me?
Peace, love and God’s will.