As a Watchman, I feel compelled to speak, even incompletely, what has been impressed on me today. I don’t have a “thus sayeth the Lord” right now, unless he speaks through the keyboard as I type.
As I was painfully reviewing a personal report from the Colorado fires from Holly Deyo, I was noting the depth of the destruction and pain and carnage, the unpreparedness for the devastation to come. There is no warning, no track, as officials put it, “I have never seen a progressive fire like this and I’ve been doing this a long time.” He indicated that the fire might burn easterly for 3 hours, then for no reason turn northwest, burn for another 4 hours, then turn south and burn for 3 hours. There was no rhyme or reason to this fire.”. Holly related, in regard to trying to help some friends get out of the way, “These friends lived in a modest home, but the amount of stuff to be relocated was staggering: Cadillacs, trucks, cows, paintings, vintage doll collections, pets, clothing, pictures, memories, vitals. We spent the afternoon moving all of the above into the valley.”