When Waters Rise: Camp Mystic's Love, Loss, and the Light that Never Goes Out

The Heartbreaking tragedy and Heartwarming heroism at Camp Mystic

Uggghh!

I have a pit in my stomach that won't go away.

Since Friday morning, when news broke of the catastrophic flooding at Camp Mystic, my heart has been heavy with a grief that feels almost unbearable. Every news update, every photograph, every family's statement has only deepened the ache. I keep thinking about the parents, especially those who had sent their daughters to camp for the first time, eagerly awaiting stories of adventure, friendship, and summer magic. Now their daughters will never come home.

How do you process such a devastating loss?

How do you comfort parents facing an empty bedroom, an unused backpack, and dreams that will never unfold?

I don't have easy answers. I only have a broken heart and an unwavering trust in a Heavenly Father who holds us all in the midst of unbearable circumstances such as these.