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words don't come as freely as the tears do this morning.

after hours of watching live coverage of the aftermath of the moore tornado, i had to get away from the tv.
i cried out to the Lord, letting the tears be my prayer.

my heart hurts for the families who lost everything.
for the families who lost a loved one.
and it is broken into pieces for those who lost a child.

but He is close to the brokenhearted.

people want to know "where is your Jesus?" in times like these.
He is sitting next to the family who is grieving.
He is walking along the streets with those who are lending a helping hand.
He is holding the mamas and daddies who can't hold their babies anymore.
He is the peace and comfort in the midst of struggle and turmoil.
He is right there in the middle of it all.

some of us ask questions.
others cling tight to their families.
but together, we can give our time, donations, and prayers.

on a lighter note, there are two types of traffic jams in oklahoma:
one - tractors driving down the highway.
two - when our communities come together and load their cars with anything and everything to help out those in need.
it's the oklahoma way, y'all.

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