Susan LaffertyCollege student on a flight. Me. Heading to the unknown.
Meeting up with the rest of the team in Seattle. Then we fly together across the Pacific Ocean to Taiwan. There we’re scheduled to serve for ten weeks in various cities.
Suddenly, people on the plane start exclaiming. Calling others to look out the windows.
Clear, blue summer sky.
And we’re flying over snow-topped Mt. Rainier.
Magnificent.
New believer. We meet for encouragement and discipleship.
This young woman lives behind walls in her country. No access to community. Seeing only immediate family members.
She came to know Christ while practicing English via video call with a sister in our local church.
Now we connect online. According to internet strength.
And if her electricity is on that week.
Images of blue sky and a raging torrent of destruction fill my screen in recent days.
Bringing back memories.
There was blue sky when a tsunami roared into Aceh. Then pulled out. Taking with it precious lives along with whole buildings.
Today these scenes are not a coastal city, but a mountain haven.
Nepal. Villages built along the meandering river wiped out in a matter of minutes.
