Trouble Breathing

Carol and I enjoyed the drive from Arkansas through Oklahoma, Texas, and New Mexico. After visiting friends and family, we enjoyed the trip through Colorado and Wyoming. We've done it many times, and we never tire of looking at God's handiwork in nature. But things began to change in Wyoming.

We received some rain east of Cheyenne as we drove toward Rawlins, but it wasn't rain that was discoloring the sky. After the rain let up, the sky began turning hazy. Going north to spend the night in Lander, Wyo., we were wondering what was going on. The haze was too light to be dust in the air, and the wind wasn't blowing very hard, anyway. But going north from Lander, we began to figure it out.

This is not a "Tale From the Road" because millions of people who are not traveling are facing the same thing. What am I talking about? Smoke in the atmosphere!

Prior to leaving on this trip, Carol and I saw reports of the fires on the news, so we were aware. But we didn't know the extent of the fires, and we didn't know how far the smoke had spread.

By the time we reached Coulter Bay north of Jackson, Wyo., we could smell the smoke although the forest fires were hundreds of miles away; and the southern end of the Grand Teton Mountains was difficult to see.

The folks from the medical fields were telling people with health issues to stay indoors and to wear proper respirators if they had to go out. However, many folks had only simple dust-masks over their nose and mouth. I'm not sure how effective those are.

We traveled up into Yellowstone National Park and were happy to see that the atmosphere where we were staying was relatively clear. But smoke had blown in around Old Faithful Geyser Basin.

We were heading up to Eureka, Mont., and the farther north we went, the worse the smoke was. When we reached my cousin's home there, we couldn't see mountains only three miles away.

I had trouble breathing, had sneezing spells quite often, and my allergy pills were sometimes ineffective.

I thought of our fire-fightersand the conditions they face every day. I pray for them often. I thought about people trapped in burning buildings and how hellish that must be. And the thought of people caught in these diabolical forest fires is almost beyond my comprehension.

Then I thought of people who smoke both tobacco and the electronic cigarettes and wondered about their sanity. Why do people purposely inhale smoke and gas that can eventually kill them?

We had a good rain on Aug. 26, and the wind shifted. Both those events cleared the air over Eureka, and we rejoice. The air almost tasted wonderful!

Then I thought of the contrast between the eastern states and the western states. The east is being devastated with rain, and the west is being devastated with fire. Enshrouded in smoke or caught in a flood, it can be difficult to breath

And that turned me to thinking about people who are caught in the warped world of sin and who cannot seem to break free of it. They might like to live a better life but they can't see past the "clouds of smoke." But unless they change their way of thinking and living, they will eventually die in the tangled mess.

It may be the immorality of alcohol, tobacco, gambling, drugs, sex, theft, or any other of the hundreds of sinful lifestyles that has trapped the person. With every breath they sink deeper into the enshrouding smoke or swirling waters of that devastating activity, and that can cause them to lose their joy of life both here on earth and for eternity.

I would like to shout to them, "If you could understand the direction you're going, if you would turn away from the warped lifestyle, if you would stop trusting yourselves and learn to trust in Jesus, you could hold your head higher, breathe easier, and live freely!"

I pray for them, too.

Editorial on 09/26/2018