Night looked like day. The Pacaya [puh-ky-ah] volcano in Guatemala [gwaa-tuh-maa-luh] was busy.
Ash covered crops. Red-hot lava flowed closer and closer to town. People did not want to leave. Would the lava stop?
Read More: Emma Quezada has lived in San José el Rodeo, Guatemala, all her life. She was used to the volcano. But it worried her this time. The volcano began erupting in February. Lava stretched three miles by April. It was only two and a half blocks from some homes in town. Hot lava makes the temperature rise. It smells like rotten eggs. Psalm 97:5 says, “The mountains melt like wax before the Lord, before the Lord of all the Earth.”