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Two years ago, Hurricane Ike blew through and devastated portions of southern Texas. Pine trees snapped all around us and hardwood trees fell. Limbs fell through neighbor’s bedroom ceilings; one limb fell into a bedroom and killed a friend. The electricity went off with no idea when it would return.
Food spoiled in refrigerators without power. Ice was scarce.
Televisions were off. People were outside cleaning up the mess of trees against their homes, covering parts of their roof that was missing, and securing their homes to make them habitable again. City after city struggled with the cleanup.
Neighbors held cook-out parties and helped each other survive.
Each day our son left this area and went to work in a city not far away that did not feel the effects of this huge storm. He told us that electricity was flowing, and people were going about their business as usual. He said the lines at the gas pumps and the stores were long with refugees seeking gas and food.
The fifth day without power our food supplies were gone so we left before daylight to make the journey into this city to find food.
We made our way carefully down the highway and could see power lines downed by trees. All was dark.
Suddenly up ahead we saw lights! Bright lights! A city of lights. As we got closer, we saw that the town still did not have electricity, but the football stadium lights flooded the dark. We realized that this was the power company’s staging area. There were workers, and tents, and utility trucks that had arrived from other states to help us regain our electrical power.
Passing this area, we again went into the darkness. Making our way to the city where the lights stayed on, and food was available.
I encourage you to make your way out of the darkness and go to church next Sunday to where there is light.
Find a church that has a woman pastor or associate pastor, or a church that recognizes women’s equality.
Do not be fooled. Some churches that say they do, may have an underlying belief that women are to be submissive. (Remember the mega Assembly of God church I told you about in Springfield Missouri where women were told by a visiting preacher that they were to submit to their husbands).
As you pass through, remember the staging area. There are people out here working to bring you light.
Return back into the darkness, and help those neighbors who need the light. Add your talents and strengths to the workers who are working throughout the day and night so that others might see.
There is hope. Remember the lights are on in other cities.