The small wind blowing here in the Northwest keeps me tethered to those on the other coast--and all the way to Chicago-- who are bracing for the great trifecta of storms already causing havoc before the worst even hits.
My hands can't reach, but my prayers stretch to heaven and back to family, friends, and, of course, the countless I don't know and will never meet, who don't know what the next few hours and days will bring.
So we pray. With you. For you, over you. We stand behind you as you're struggling to stand in the force of this wind.
And trust--believe, have faith, KNOW--that God will be with you in the storm, as the Casting Crown song says. He will hold your hand.