The last few days, I've been working at the home of Willie and Sharon. They have a cat named Ebony. This is the story of Ebony. 2 days before Katrina hit, Ebony turned up missing. They looked and looked, and couldn't find him. They evacuated for the storm, and figured that was the end of the story of Ebony. After the storm, and the flood, about a week after the water came in, Willie was somehow able to get in a boat and was able to get to his home, which was submerged in roughly 6 feet of water by that point (at one point it had obviously been over 10 feet...but it was "down" to 6 at this point). He broke the window to his kitchen, and got into his home. He was devestated (and still is) by what he saw. But as he made his way through the mess and water, he heard what he thought was a cat meowing. He went on to investigate, and headed to the garage where the sound was coming from. There in the garage, in the rafters, scared, wet, but alive and otherwise ok, was Ebony! This little cat had somehow, in the midst of the chaos, made his way home, and waited there for someone to come rescue him. What a testament to the love of our Father! In the midst of chaos, this glimmer of hope had been shown to Willie and Sharon. Their cat, whom they thought was gone, had been returned to them, even as they had lost virtually everything else. Though this is obviously not the prodigal storm...something tells me a party was thrown that night. And after getting to know Willie and Sharon, I can only imagine it was a rip roaring good time!
Jim Fields
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