Medford Fires 2020

 What a week.

I feel like our first day of school was two weeks ago! The fires, as close as they were to our home, created a time warp of uncertainty. It was heartbreaking hearing every hour or so of someone losing their home. I believe the current number is 600 homes. Coaches, teammates, coworkers, members of our church, friends and family of friends. Simply put: it's devastating. The smoke levels are so bad, we are unable to see clearly. In turn it all seems like this alternate reality, where I know people need help but I can't see them and it makes it hard for me to mentally reach them. I don't know, I guess it is hard to explain. 

The strange thing about fires is the moment of relief when fires are contained is so short, as we realize the work is only beginning. I guess it worries and overwhelms my heart that has a tendency to over-feel things. I am earnestly trying to let go of the heaviness since feeling for people doesn't accomplish as much as doing for people. I know I need to strike a better balance here. I am so impressed and grateful for people who seem to find needs and organize efforts. I am grateful, because where it's so smoky outside, it feels so smoky inside as well, so their efforts help me see the next step. 

It looks like school will commence once again on Monday (after being canceled for this week.) I'm looking outside at the pink glow that has become the norm for what feels like forever but has really only been 48 hours. The smoke gives me stomach pains, and headaches. I am grateful for a home that protects my family from the physical elements and humbled by a home that serves as a spiritual haven.

There are still fires un-contained all along the west coast. Shady Cove (where we floated the river Monday), is currently evacuated. I suppose the best step at this point is to hit my knees and pray. Pray, not only for the firefighters and the people fleeing their homes, but for clarity to know where to step in. Then, I need to expect and answer and get to work, one small and simple thing at a time. 

A lot of feelings over here today. I mostly just wanted to capture where I am at in real time. Thank you for listening.

These pictures were taken at 1:00pm on my way home from a friend's house yesterday. It was 98 degrees. It looks like early morning crisp with fog. Crazy.

Caity's friend, Claire, helped organized a Young Women's project where they made over 120 hygiene kits for displaced women!

Again, this is so crazy because 24 hours ago, at this exact time, it was sunny and bright and blue skies, and here it looks like late evening.