Guarding our gateways

Imagine that every minute of every day, somebody's trying to break into your house. Sometimes, they simply bang on the front door. But usually it's more subtle. They constantly check windows and doors, just in case you left one unlocked. They drive up to your house in a truck pretending to be delivering a package, or they knock respectfully at your door, soliciting for a charity. They never sleep. 

At the same time, everybody in your house is clamoring to open all the doors and windows, to talk to people passing by, to leave the house at all hours, often forgetting to shut the door behind them.

No wonder IT executives worry so much...

Few issues are more crucial and more immediate to business executives than these. Because somebody is trying to break into their house. Every minute of every day.

-Lawrence Rout, from an editorial in the Wall Street Journal

I read this a few months ago, and I was impressed by the reality and accuracy of the comparison. Computer hackers are using all sorts of underhanded methods to take advantage of uninformed users. (And yes, we Mac users need to exercise due caution these days as well.) But it doesn’t just apply to computers.

We have an adversary who wants to steal our hearts. He always tries to sneak in through our weakest points. A chain is only as good as its weakest link. No wonder we’re admonished to keep our hearts with all diligence.

Yet, we can protect ourselves. We’re not at the mercy of our enemies. There are divine agencies provided for our use. If we would only use them… Imagine how it pains God to see His people lose battle after battle, because they leave the gateways to their hearts wide open.

Someone is trying to break into your heart. Every minute of every day… 

Let’s not let him in.

Oil rig

We live in a fairly secluded area. There are a total of 7 houses on the mile-long stretch of gravel known as Elm Road. Ours is one of them. Our neighbors on one side are sheep farmers. On the other side, it's open cow pasture. We have permission to hike on it, so we've spent many Sabbath afternoons hiking through it. We basically have had it to ourselves.

Not anymore. Now we're going to have to share. Heavy equipment is now reshaping the field. The bulldozer driver informed us that they're going to be building an oil rig. Right next to our property. The trees in the picture below are on the fence line - you can see how close this is to our property. It's going to be an interesting 3 months... I'll try to post more pictures as the construction progresses.

This is the same patch of ground as in the first picture.

Sunset over a mound of dirt...

Rainbow

All was still. Clouds filled the sky, and mist drifted down on us. But then the rising sun cast its shimmering rays through the eastern clouds.

And the gray, cloudy sky was transformed into a canvas of color.

I've never seen a rainbow from a sunrise before. But this was absolutely stunning! We could see the entire arch of both rainbows - 170 degrees. The camera doesn't do it justice... Even as the color began to fade, it was still beautiful. I'm glad God gave us the opportunity to witness such a spectacular event!

In memory of Steve Jobs

The words on the icon of the TextEdit application in Mac OS X apply quite well to Steve Jobs, with a few adaptations...

Here’s to the crazy one. The misfit. The rebel. The troublemaker. The round peg in the square hole. The one who saw things differently. He wasn't fond of rules. And he had no respect for the status quo. You can praise him, disagree with him, glorify or vilify him. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore him. Because he changed things.


A man who didn't fear to tackle the greatest challenges. He accomplished many things that others said were impossible. He wasn't afraid to try. Steve Jobs was not a Christian. But his life was an inspiration to me, a story of perseverance and innovation. And his memory lives on through the company and devices he built. He certainly left a mark on the world.

In memory of Steve Jobs
1955-2011

Just an update...

The fire is out (and actually went out not too long after my first post) but it's still extremely dry. So dry, in fact, that the grass actually preserves our footsteps. It's unbelievable.

Even though the fire is out, we're not completely out of danger. It has been very still most of the time. The fire happened almost as soon as the wind picked up. It's still again now, but if it gets windy again it will be very dangerous.

Oklahoma broke the US record for the hottest average temperature for a single month. The average temperature in July was 89.1 degrees. The previous record stood at 88.9, in July 1954.

We need rain and cooler weather...

Fire!

Apologies once again for not updating my blog very often... I'll try to do better.

But it's very, very dry right now. So dry that the ponds are running out of water, and fish are dying.

This afternoon, I noticed a whitish haze in the sky. I knew it couldn't be a cloud. At the same time, I caught a whiff of smoke. I suddenly was completely alert, and went to investigate. Turns out there's a fire about 20 miles southwest of us, coming towards us.

Five minutes after the first picture, another fire started next to the first.

We're not in imminent danger, but we'd certainly appreciate your prayers (and so would the people who live nearer to the blaze). It's tinder dry, baking hot, and windy. Not a good combination for firefighting... There's a river between us and the fire, and also a highway, but there's no telling what could happen under these circumstances...

We'll keep you updated!

Too late to prepare

It started out as a perfectly normal day (or so we thought). At breakfast, we listened to the weather radio, and the forecast was dark indeed. We were in the High Risk area, under risk of “large, violent, long track tornados, giant hail (possibly larger than baseballs) and wind gusts up to 65 miles per hour.” That was a pretty ominous forecast! However, we’ve gotten bad forecasts before, and nothing ended up happening, so we decided that we would pay careful attention to the weather, and see if anything turned up. Unfortunately, all the ingredients were in place for a severe weather outbreak – moist, warm air; a strong cap to prevent thunderstorm development in the morning; and sunlight to add energy to the mix. The past several days had followed a distinct pattern – normal morning, hot and humid afternoon, storms in the evening. But none of the storms had hit us; at least, none of the severe storms. However, this time, it appeared likely that we could get something significant.

As the day progressed, we checked the weather several times. The warnings became more urgent, and we were placed under a tornado watch.

Around 3 PM, we saw (on the radar) a large line of strong storms approaching from the west. They appeared to be moving quite rapidly, and multiplying in intensity. We prepared the best we could. Matthew and I put the chickens in their coop, and Father put the car in the shed to protect it from possible hail. It began to become very windy, though that’s not at all unusual when a storm is approaching.

For a while, we thought that maybe it was going to miss us. (It’s happened before.) I practiced my guitar, with my computer showing the latest radar. Around 4:30, I noticed a large red splotch on the radar, moving straight for Chickasha. In fact, it was almost here. Bach Preludes forgotten, I went outside with the video camera to see what I could see. It was very unimpressive. Just a bunch of gray sky, with thunder rumbles all around, and an occasional visible flash of lightning. Nothing particularly exciting or out of the ordinary. I was a bit disappointed, and went back inside. But I couldn’t concentrate on practicing, so instead I just hung around and looked up the latest weather updates. The Weather Channel was posting Twitter updates on their website, so I was reading about the tornados that were about to hit Oklahoma City.

I came downstairs again, and just sat around in my parents’ bedroom, discussing the weather and what was going on. We wondered if the storm was indeed going to hit us. Everything seemed normal at the moment. Suddenly Mother looked out the window, and asked, “Is that a funnel cloud?” I looked out the window as well and announced, “Yes, that would be a funnel cloud.” My whole body immediately felt an adrenalin rush. I ran out of the room, grabbed the video camera (which was conveniently sitting on the table, fully charged and with plenty of tape) and turned around and raced out the door. I was in such a hurry that the door didn’t open quite fast enough, and it got in the way of my foot. I managed not to fall, and someone apparently closed the door behind me. My entire consciousness was focused on getting to see that funnel cloud.

I raced to the fence on the west side of our property. There it was – a tornado dropping out of the cloud! The view here was obstructed by the hill in the cow pasture next to us, so I ran a little farther south to see better. There was no doubt about it now – this was a full-size tornado, and it was moving right towards us!

I was standing there, filming, hardly believing what my eyes were telling me. All the discussions we had had about what we would do in case of a tornado flashed through my mind. What would I really do, now that I see a tornado coming? I wasn’t quite sure. Go to a storm shelter? That was at least 5 minutes’ run away. Go and hide in the house? Definitely not. Stand out and watch it? That might be pretty dangerous. Then I realized I had no choice. I had to make sure my family knew what was going on. Inside the house, they might not be aware of just how serious this thing was. I also realized that if our house was really going to be destroyed, then not only did we need to get ourselves out, but I really wanted to save my external backup hard drive with all our photos and videos from the last 15 years. If we lost that, there would be nothing we could do to replace it. Just about everything else could be replaced.

The next two minutes merged into a blur. Apparently my family already knew the tornado was coming, and they were going to the truck to drive to our neighbor’s house (to use their storm shelter). I ran upstairs, set my iMac face-down on the carpet as a desperate measure of preservation, grabbed the precious hard drive, and scrambled down the stairs, out the door, and into the truck.

We drove slowly down the driveway, not knowing if we would ever see our house again. However, by the time we reached the end of the driveway, it was becoming quite apparent that the tornado was going to go north of us. By this time it was a massive vortex, flinging up a huge cloud of dust and dirt.

We live nearly on the top of a ridge. The local people tell us that tornados generally follow the ridge. There’s a small valley, of sorts, and then a few miles away, another ridge. As things turned out, the tornado followed the other ridge.

We were so relieved.

It later went on to Blanchard and Newcastle, and rendered about 50 homes uninhabitable. We are so thankful that God spared us from destruction. But oh, my heart goes out to those whose homes were destroyed…

I had long wanted to see a tornado in daylight. I also wanted to see one that didn’t destroy our home and property.  This met both of those criteria. And thankfully I had my video camera to capture the moment. (Good thing it was fully charged and ready to go!)

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I’ve seen many videos of tornados forming. I’ve heard lots of stories where people say, It happened so fast. But I never realized just how fast it really happens! When Mother saw the funnel cloud, it was smaller than a finger held at arms’ length. Less than a minute later, it was on the ground, kicking up debris and dirt, and destroying whatever was in its path. And it appeared to be moving very, very fast.

We had basically no solid plan in case of a tornado. We thought, if it ever happens, we can use the Chabot’s storm shelter. And, in this case, we probably could have. But what if we hadn’t seen it coming? It would have been too late to do anything. As it was, God spared us from what could have been something very terrible.

Someday we will have to face our Creator in a judgment.  And if we haven’t prepared our hearts to meet Him, it will be too late.

Too late. Forever. No second chances.

Our second chances are now. This is the time given us to get ready.

Don’t waste it.