The Loss of Fond Memories

June of 2012 was sad for us.  Our cabin in the Bull Mountains near Roundup Montana burned to the ground during a series of wild fires in Montana.  This cabin has been in the family for over 40 years.  It housed much of my husbands ham radio equipment and furniture left to him by his mother and grandmother.  Everything was lost in this massive fire.  Were our cabin was situated, two fires merged together.  My husband is quite devastated with this loss.  He spent two long years building this cabin with his own two hands.  There were times when his five sons and his father also assisted him.

We have questioned over and over since that June day.  Why did God let this happen?  What was He trying to tell us and what are we to do now?  So far, those answers have not been discovered.  We do not blame God for this disaster.  No, it has actually brought us closer to Him.  We see some of the areas in our life that we have locked God out of that we need to unchain these areas and allow Him to work his love.  63 other structures were lost as well and we have deep sadness for all of the other fire victims.  Some are rebuilding and some have chosen not to.

Possessions can disappear in a blink of an eye.  They can be lost through theft, not being a good steward of your finances, through divorce, death, fire, flood and other disasters.  What we have to remember here is that we need to be right with God in spite of the losses.  If our souls are not part of Gods kingdom, no amount of personal possessions will secure it.  Only our love for God and knowing that Jesus died on the cross for all of us is what really matters.  Perhaps that is what God has been trying to tell us.  We put our possessions before Him rather than thanking Him for them and using what we have been given to help others find their way to Him.

Yes, we lost many memories and possessions in the Bull Mountain fires this summer but we know that we are children of Jesus Christ and that is something that cannot be destroyed by fire.

In Christs precious love,  Freedancer