This morning the waters are back within their banks. We can sit down beside Jesus as he sits by the water to think and reflect. We are exhausted after days of cleaning and hauling and stripping, but we are not defeated. Outside, the waters have created chaos. Inside, we are treading on our high places. We are solid as a rock and shout with Habakkuk:
17 Though the fig tree should not blossom,
nor fruit be on the vines,
the produce of the olive fail
and the fields yield no food,
the flock be cut off from the fold
and there be no herd in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
I will take joy in the God of my salvation.
19 God, the Lord, is my strength;
he makes my feet like the deer’s;
he makes me tread on my high places.
This is a video of what has happened here the past week. The communities are labelled in the video. For those who will watch: my hometown is Montoursville. I now live 5 miles away in Williamsport. The Slabtown Bridge in the pictures so labelled were right across the road from the house I lived in from 1981 – 1991. My sons spent half their lives fishing off that bridge. It is no more. My mother lives in Lewisburg. Many friends I work with at the hospital live in the outlying communities named here. Knoebel’s Grove is an amusement park we all go to in the summer. I just bought my new car from Murray’s Auto Sales which you see under water here. Certainly, the flood was no respecter of persons.
This Monday, I am thankful my God makes my feet as a deer’s so I can walk on my high places (Habakkuk 3:19):
#271 for faith that can see beyond what is happening.
#272 for years of experience that tell me rebuilding gives you a fresh perspective and that, quite possibly, what you end up with will be better than what you had before. I had also been through the Agnes flood in 1972 so I knew a lot about flood clean-up to share with my young women friends.
#273 for new opportunities to invest in others’ lives
#274 a listening ear and comforting words
#275 some warms beds to sleep in and food on the table for those who lost both
#276 flood buckets full of cleaning supplies from our church’s Mission Central going out into the communities in Jesus’ name
#277 that people want to start a Bible Study group using Ann Voskamp’s book 1000 Gifts to learn how to be thankful in the hard places
#278 that the dikes held around the city or the devastation would have been much worse
#279 that family matters above all else and that a flood levels the playing field so that we can all refocus
#280 that technology is such that the waters can not touch the “lines” that tie me to my friends in cyberspace.
With the wet and soggy multitudes this Monday,