but at least there’s prayer.
Tonight Rukan and I found out that our close friend back in Austin, a mother of three, grabbed her kids and escaped just minutes before her house exploded and went up in flames. The blast was so powerful it shook the block, broke the windows of the houses around it, and flung pieces of roof into the trees. Ru can’t reach her, but at least we know (thanks to another Austin friend) that she and her family are safe. If you’re the praying type, please pray for them, and also for their old kitties, who may not have made it out.