Tornados.

Last night's Good Friday service was cut short due to impending tornadoes in the area. We all went to internal hallways of the church building, waiting out the storm.  We are a church of about 40.  We were getting some updates about tornadoes touching down in the area, only to hear that our pastor's neighborhood had been hit, and that houses were collapsing.  My pastor's 19 year old daughter was home alone, and couldn't be reached. My husband offered to go check on the house, and within minutes, my pastor's wife received a text from her daughter saying the roof had collapsed, her head was bleeding, help.

The events of the night were crazy.  I rode with them to take her to the hospital.  We were lucky to even get to her. It wasn't but a few minutes, and they closed the road to her house. The ambulance that was called couldn't get to her due to downed trees and power lines. She was carried/walked to the top of her street by neighbors. We got her to the hospital after a trip that required a change of driver, and a drive the wrong way on an on ramp.

After several hours in the hospital, a shower (she was completely covered in insulation and blood), she was released with not even a concussion from the tennis ball sized knot in her head.  How she came out of what she did, the way she did was absolutely unbelievable.

A friend took a picture of their street this morning, after some of the trees were cleared, street now drivable. The whole backside of their house is just ruined. Our house had absolutely no damage, a mere 5-10 miles from here.