In the week following the tornado, I have been in a haze. I think I'm just know coming out of my shocked state. It has been almost an out-of-body experience. Like it's happening to someone else. 

A few things have caught my attention though. And I want to share just a few observations. 

1. God's timing is incredible.
In my last post, I talked about the moments the tornado actually made its way through our neighborhood. I didn't discuss our school at all. Donelson Christian Academy, the amazing school all three Stus attend and the place I work, was devastated. The preschool is completely gone. Nothing remains of Remy's section of the school. The lower elementary wing was wiped out. It is a pile of rubble. 

Had school been in session when the tornado reared its ugly head, I don't think I'd be here to write at all. 

We went to sleep pretty early. I think the entire family was in bed by 9pm. 

I was not sleeping well. Between Remy's intermittent screaming and Stu's obnoxious snoring, sleep was just not happening. I dozed in and out. Around 12:30am my subconscious zeroed in on the flickering power. And I was slowly pulled from my dream. 

I lay there watching the sky. The lightning storm was insane. I remember vaguely thinking the storm had rolled in early. It was not quite 1am yet. 

At 12:47am (isn't odd how we look at the clock and the numbers just stick sometimes?), I got up. Nature was calling. I thought I should go now before the power goes out and wakes up the baby. I was still standing next to my bed. 

The next few things happened so quickly I am not even sure if I am recounting them in the correct order.