🕊️ When the Smoke Lifts…

For weeks now, our corner of northeast Washington has lived under the shadow of fire. Seven or eight major blazes burn within fifty miles of our home, and the smoke has been an uninvited guest—thick and suffocating at times, thin but still choking at others. There have been days when the haze blotted out the view, and the simple act of breathing became labor. It presses on the chest, dulls the senses, and reminds us just how fragile our human lungs—and our human spirits—can feel.

And while we may retreat indoors, run an air filter, or find a place to escape for a little while, the animals of the forest have no such refuge. The deer, the elk, the eagles, the smallest chipmunks and songbirds—all must breathe the same smoke day and night. They cannot turn a switch to make the air cleaner. For them, the struggle is constant until the fires finally cease.

But yesterday, the heavens opened. At first it was just a sprinkle, almost teasing us with the sound of drops against dry earth. Then, in the quiet of the night, a downpour arrived. Not a miracle cure, not a flood to quench raging flames—but a gift.

This morning the air is different. We wake to freshness we had nearly forgotten, the kind of clean air that makes you pause, breathe deeply, and thank God for lungs that fill without struggle. Dust has been rinsed from the leaves, the world smells green again, and for the first time in weeks, the breeze feels like a friend. The animals, too, share in this small mercy—a break in the smoke, a chance to draw easier breath, if only for a little while.

The fires are still there. The battle isn’t over, and we know it. Yet rain has given us a reprieve—perhaps even a small advantage for the firefighters who fight so tirelessly against an enemy that doesn’t sleep. It may not be the end of the story, but it’s a chapter of mercy, a reminder that even in the fiercest droughts and seasons of trial, there are moments of relief, moments that remind us of beauty, and moments that whisper hope back into weary hearts.

And isn’t that the way of life itself? Our struggles don’t vanish overnight. Pain lingers. Hardship remains. Yet, God sends showers—sometimes small, sometimes drenching—that restore our breath, refresh our spirits, and remind us of His nearness.

Today, the smoke may still hover on the horizon, but I will breathe deeply of this gift of rain and let it remind me: after the fire, after the smoke, after the longest nights—renewal comes.

🔥When the Forest Burns

Living in Washington State, my family and I know the fear and heartbreak that comes when the forest is on fire. In the past forty years, we have been evacuated from our home in the woods three different times. Each time, we didn’t know if we would return to find our house—and the beloved forest around it—still standing. By God’s grace, our home was spared. But not everyone has been so fortunate.

Across the West, thousands of acres have been reduced to ash. Homes have been destroyed. Families have lost everything, including their beloved pets. And perhaps most tragically, the animals who once roamed freely in those forests lose their habitats and their lives in silence, with no one to hear their cries. The beauty and balance of creation is scarred for decades, sometimes forever.

In the face of such destruction, there are those who willingly walk into the danger—the men and women who fight these fires. They battle the flames through exhaustion, heat, and risk to their own lives. Their sacrifice is immense, and their courage allows many of us to return home when otherwise there would be nothing left. To them, we owe gratitude beyond words.

The lives of man and animals are on the line every time there’s a forest fire!

The Cougar Creek Fire located northwest of Glenwood, WA began on Aug. 10, 2015 and has consumed an estimated 54, 000 acres. The fire was caused by a lightning strike. USFS photo.

And it is not only the flames that devastate. The air itself becomes heavy with smoke, choking skies for miles. Breathing can feel impossible. Long before masks became part of everyday life, we learned to wear them during our first evacuation, just to breathe through the haze. Both people and animals suffer from the aftermath—lungs weakened, lives disrupted, and landscapes altered for years to come.

What makes this reality even more painful is knowing that so many of these fires are preventable. Some are indeed caused by natural events. However, the majority are caused by careless mistakes—an untended campfire, a tossed cigarette, sparks from machinery, or acts of deliberate arson—have caused immense suffering. In a single moment of negligence or malice, years of growth, shade, and shelter can be lost in an instant.

We all share a responsibility for the forests and wild places that enrich our lives. They are not just backdrops for our adventures or scenery outside our windows—they are living, breathing sanctuaries for countless creatures and a source of air, water, and renewal for us all.

When we walk into the woods, we step into a cathedral of creation. To treat it carelessly is to take for granted a gift we cannot replace.

If you find yourself in the forest this summer, please carry with you not only your supplies but also a sense of reverence and responsibility. May we all do our part to protect what is precious, so that the stories of our forests are not only tales of fire and loss, but of care, hope, and restoration.

And this is where Tales of Benny Brook finds its voice. The stories of Benny Brook, Hoot, Bucky Beaver, Shell-Bee Turtle, and the many forest friends are more than playful adventures. They remind us that real animals, real habitats, and real lives are at stake when the forest is in danger. The characters may speak in stories, but their message is rooted in truth: the forest is their home, and they need us to care for it.

Teamwork Saves the Day Chapter 2

When a surprise storm rolls across Benny Brook, the forest friends must act fast to protect their homes. But even in the middle of thunder and rising water, the animals stick together—because when each one offers their best, everyone becomes stronger.

Led by clever Bucky Beaver, the animals show what true teamwork looks like: calm thinking, brave hearts, and working side by side for the good of their community. With the help of wise Shell-Bee, faithful Hoot, and a raft full of forest friends, Teamwork Saves the Day reminds readers that even during life’s storms, we’re never alone when we work together.

Woven with paraphrased scripture and forest-folk wisdom, this uplifting tale encourages young readers to face challenges with courage, kindness, and unity.

Perfect for:
– Children ages 8–12 who love exciting nature and animal adventures
– Teaching teamwork, cooperation, and problem-solving
– Story times focused on resilience and overcoming fear
– Families navigating change or challenges together
– Christian homes or classrooms introducing themes of hope and unity
– Readers who enjoy inspiring tales with redemptive character arcs