Monthly Archives: January 2008
It didn’t just rain though. The bad stuff started at about 1:00A.M.. Hard, continuous, down pouring rain, as well as hurricane force winds. I heard they were clocked somewhere around 90mph in some areas. The noise during the night was so loud, I had to sleep with ear plugs in. But I slept none the less, in spite of the noise, and in spite of the fact that Chris was out of town. After 21 years of marriage it can still be hard for me to sleep when he’s away.
I was pulled out of sleep early in the morning by the sound of yelling. I could hear it, even through the ear plugs. I got up to look out our bedroom window. The neighbor behind us, and the other neighbor next to them, were standing at their fences in the torrential rain and wind trying to talk, or rather yell to one another over the fence. This caused me to look down into our side yard. To my surprise it was filling with water and just about coming over the walkway. Thankfully, I had left our back gate open to allow water to flow out during the storm. None the less, for the water to be that high…ummm..not a good sign.
I threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt, put on my shoes and stuck a beanie on my head, then made my way out the front door. I knew what I would see as I rounded the corner to the drive way, I just didn’t look forward to seeing it. Sure enough, the street from our house, all the way down to Old Redwood Hwy, was under water…and I mean under water. The creek across the street was pouring over it’s banks. Water was running out of our backyard, and our neighbors backyard like a rushing river. Our neighbors front yard two doors down was completely under water up to their front porch. I stood out there in the pouring rain, simply dumbfounded, and still half asleep. I thought to myself, “Man, if I hadn’t slept with earplugs in I would have woken up sooner.” I don’t know what good that would have done though. The rain still would have come. Kind of reminds me of that Sunday school song about Noah with that verse that says, “The rains came down and the floods came up, the rains came down and the floods came up”…they sure did.
Once again, my God, who knows I need visuals in order to learn and retain information, teaches me in the rain and the flood. Ya see, ever since Chris’ emergency Appendectomy we seem to be getting hit with one rain storm after another. When Chris was in the hospital, we received some news about his mom’s health which was hard to hear. She had battled lung cancer a few years ago. We were really hoping she was over it. Then, after he came home from the hospital, Roby Duke had a massive heart attack and went home to be with Jesus. We were so stunned by this news as we had plans to hear him play on New Years eve. Next, my grandma was hospitalized with Pneumonia and congestive heart failure. She’s hooked up to life support machines as my mother struggles to make all the “right” decisions. My older sister is also having health issues that are weighing on her heart, as she also has had cancer in the past.
It wasn’t but a couple days ago I was sharing with someone about all these issues. They responded with that all too familiar phrase, “When it rains, it pours.” As they said it, I remembered a day back when Chris was still in the hospital recovering from his surgery. We were on one of his many “around the ward” walks. They told him the more he walked, the sooner he could go home. Anyway, during this trek, I grabbed a hold of his hand and said,
“Hon, why does it seem like bad things like this always happen around the holidays?”
His response was so simple, so perfect, and so what I needed to hear at the time,
“They don’t always happen around the holidays. They happen all the time.”
My inward focus caused me to miss the fact that stuff like this happens everyday to all people, everywhere. The Lord isn’t selective on who he chooses to pour rain on.
“..for He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.” Matthew 4:45b
And He’s certainly not selective on who, how, or when He allows trials to come. He is a sovereign, all knowing, and just God. He knows when the ground of my heart is dry or lacking root and depth in Him.
And so…He brings the rain.
There’s a song that I love, and therefore listen to over and over, especially when I’m going through trials. It’s called, In You. It’s by Shane and Shane and is off their Pages CD. The first verse of the song says this,
“I sing for joy in my remorse
A well within prosperity’s curse
That drowns the mighty oak of pride
But feeds the root of God inside
So, I’m not necessarily eager for the flood. But rain is good.
Resting in His arms
“It is always in the midst, in the epicenter, of your troubles that you find serenity.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Wartime Writings 1939-1944