It was Friday morning when a weary City Boy came through the door after working the night shift. If I'd picked up my phone and checked messages received, I'd have noticed one that came through in the middle of the night from him saying, "I'm Okay"...but I didn't. So when he walked in with the weight of the world on his shoulders, unresponsive to my usual morning cheer, I had no idea why.
If you live in the northwest, even down into Oregon and beyond, you undoubtedly heard about the oil refinery explosion. This is where my City Boy works, and it's where he was, and where he was called to as a first responder. And by 7:00 in the morning, when Darling was just climbing out of her bed and he was heading to his, the world seemed cloaked in darkness.
Five people lost their lives. Two are currently hospitalized and looking at surgery (today and tomorrow, I believe.)
This event has hit everyone so hard...I can't even tell you the effect it has had on the community.
On Easter, my last post, I did my Sunday Stills on what Easter meant to me. I'd found the hymn on youtube and read for the first time the story behind the words. It touched me. All week they've floated in and out of my mind, comforting in a small way, knowing that no matter the hardship, my Lord is still risen and there remains hope for those who've claimed His name. I do not know how those who don't know Him face tomorrow when tragedy strikes...without hope, what is there?
If you live in the northwest, even down into Oregon and beyond, you undoubtedly heard about the oil refinery explosion. This is where my City Boy works, and it's where he was, and where he was called to as a first responder. And by 7:00 in the morning, when Darling was just climbing out of her bed and he was heading to his, the world seemed cloaked in darkness.
Five people lost their lives. Two are currently hospitalized and looking at surgery (today and tomorrow, I believe.)
This event has hit everyone so hard...I can't even tell you the effect it has had on the community.
On Easter, my last post, I did my Sunday Stills on what Easter meant to me. I'd found the hymn on youtube and read for the first time the story behind the words. It touched me. All week they've floated in and out of my mind, comforting in a small way, knowing that no matter the hardship, my Lord is still risen and there remains hope for those who've claimed His name. I do not know how those who don't know Him face tomorrow when tragedy strikes...without hope, what is there?
9 comments:
Amen Tracey. Very well said. We are praying for you and your entire 'family' both at home and at Tesoro.
Prayers for your family and all the families involved at Tesoro. My husband reminds me often to live every day as if it's your last and I don't think any of us take that advise often enough.
I know this is hard. I don't know either my friend.
It's hard to stay positive in the face of tragedy. I'm glad your husband is ok, but I'm sure he will have haunting memories for some time.
I am so glad your husband is okay!
I have been watching this on the news and reading about it in the paper. So devastating! Thoughts and prayers to all!
I'm so very sorry, my condolences go out to those affected by this tragedy.
Thanks be to Our Lord, Tracey, that City Boy is OK, and that the explosion was not worse.
Take care out there.
I'm so glad that City Boy is ok but it must be so hard for him to be there. He is very lucky to have you and Darling as his support. My thoughts and prayers are with the people affected by this tragedy.
That's very sad--best wishes and prayers for your family and community.
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