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Wicked Storm

We had a wicked storm on Oct 31. And I mean WICKED. It was Halloween night and right around midnight the wind started howling and the trees were cackling and I felt like Dorothy in Kansas. We grabbed Timmy out of his room and all retreated to the bathroom, the safest (and smallest) room in our home. We felt like there was seriously a cosmic battle going on around us and we began to pray for our safety, for our friends, our church and of course, the radio.

This morning we drove around town and couldn’t believe the terrible damage the storm incurred on our small town. Our competitor radio station’s tower split in two and collapsed on a neighboring house. My heart went out to homes that had entire roofs fly off. Trees were down everywhere. Our little town made the national news! Well, the whole day yesterday we had no lights and no water. Try trying to keep a toddler boy clean all day especially when it’s muddy outside! We did lose a huge avocado tree on our lot, but I just thank God for his protection.

Paraguay is known for it's tropical storms, but this one was different. The entire episode was extremely eerie, long-timers said they’ve never seen anything like it. Honestly, it made me more acutely aware that there is much more to life than the visible world. Ephesians 6:12 says, “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” We in the western world tend to dismiss the idea of spiritual warfare and the supernatural world, but God’s word clearly talks about the reality of such things. I have seen evidence of witches in our area and I know that there are strongholds on our country. What do you think about spiritual warfare and about our role in the cosmic battle around us?


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