Shortgrass
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Tragedy has struck the ranching communities of southeastern Colorado. Forty inches of snow on the level; this is a cake and grass country. You boys in parts of Montana would be better equipped to deal. I don't know of anyone in this area that has a team or even much hay. You can imagine how effective feeding out of a helicopter is. It is a noble effort at best. Many buildings have collapsed under the weight of snow. Most of the cattle have not been found dead or alive, which is as good as finding them dead in my estimation. I heard one unconfirmed report of a feedlot that lost 18,000 head. This being close to home, and some personal acquaintances involved, my heart aches. I felt the same last spring when Texans went from drought and fire to floods in 48 hours. Where is God in all these tragedies? Well, I am sure that many would agree that He is right in the middle of them. How else could one cope? I need Him in the minor little setbacks I have experienced, and can't imagine trying to survive without His presence and strength. We are instructed to give thanks in everything, for this is the will of God (1 Thes 5:18). I do not think for a minute that implies we have to be thankful for all our circumstances or tragedies, but we can be very grateful for His presence and help in the midst of them. I certainly praise and thank God for his love and compassion on us hurting people during these times. Can't help but think of the "Footprints" poem in this and like situations. If He didn't carry us, we wouldn't get through. Many will undoubtedly emerge stronger and better for the experience. Well have yourselves a good Sunday morning, and a good rest of the week—remember to just lean on Him, because He cares. He really, really does.