One Year Ago, Our World Changed

A Facebook Post by Jordan Roten

written September 25, 2025

A note from Ben Cox, owner and publisher of JourneyNC.com: For this weekly blog we are going to do something different than weโ€™ve ever done before!!


We got permission from Matt and Jordan Roten to share a recent Facebook post that Jordan did commemorating the one year anniversary of her own familyโ€™s close escape from the floodwaters of Hurricane Helene. I have known Matt and Nate Roten and their dear parents Jack and Monnie Roten for years. In fact in our Winter 2015 edition of our Journey Magazine we featured a story about Jack, a great football coach at Watauga High School, whose untimely death shook our community. Nate Roten, Jackโ€™s youngest son, wrote a touching eulogy to his dad in that edition. Thus, I really wanted to share Jordanโ€™s touching post with our JourneyNC.com family.

One year ago this Saturday, our world changed.

We waded through waist-high, rushing floodwaters, holding our children above our heads. We cried out in prayer, thanking God for carrying us and helping us keep our footing as the flood overtook our home.

The sounds, the images, the fear still live close to the surface at times. Even now, the sound of rushing water comes with memories. But more vivid than the chaos is the unmistakeable hand of God.

โ€œ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ; ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.โ€ ๐ˆ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐š๐ก ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘:๐Ÿ

The water rose, but He carried us.

Before we left, our children laid hands on their makeshift tent of stuffed animals and prayed God would protect it. That tent, sitting in the lowest part of the house, remained completely dry even as the rest of the house flooded. The lantern they left flickering was shining brighter than ever when the waters receded, standing as a sign to their little hearts that prayer matters and God hears.

We drove roads where trees fell behind us, mudslides closed in, and houses slid from foundations moments after we passed. But we made it to safety, shielded by the hand of our Almighty God.

โ€œ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐ค, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ซ; ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐†๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐ค, ๐ข๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ ๐ˆ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐‡๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ž๐ฅ๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž๐ญ๐ฒ.โ€ ๐๐ฌ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฌโ€ฌ โ€ญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–โ€ฌ:โ€ญ๐Ÿโ€ฌ โ€ญ

He provided a beautiful cabin for us and my mother-in-law to live in while we were displaced. He gave us peace in the storm, and provision when we had nothing to hold onto but Him.

But He didn't just preserve usโ€”He repurposed our pain.

Through Kingdom Overflow Ministries, weโ€™ve now walked into 29 homes devastated by floodwaters, with 23 more in progress. Weโ€™ve stood with families where we once stood ourselves: in the wreckage. And weโ€™ve had the privilege of bringing hope and help in Jesusโ€™ name.

โ€œ๐‡๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐‡๐ข๐ฆ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž.โ€ ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ฌ ๐Ÿ–:๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–

This storm deepened our compassion. It gave us a new understanding of what it means to rebuildโ€”not just homes, but lives. God has given us increased endurance, boldness, and purpose.

Today, one year later, we look back not just on a storm, but on a story of Godโ€™s faithfulness. A testimony written in the floodwaters.

Yes, we will praise Him in the valley.

Yes, we will declare His goodness, even when the waters rise.

Yes, we will trust Him still.

โ€œ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฉ, ๐Ž ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ; ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ, ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐žโ€” ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ž!โ€ โ€ญโ€ญ๐๐ฌ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฌโ€ฌ โ€ญ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ‘โ€ฌ:โ€ญ๐Ÿ‘โ€ฌ-โ€ญ๐Ÿ’โ€ฌ โ€ญ

One year ago, our world was shaken.

But today, we stand grateful, grounded, and guided by His hand. To God be the glory for all He has done.