The Flood
so, it is flooding here…which is beyond insane, being that this is TEXAS and almost JULY! In any case, a few days ago a middle aged man was fishing as it rained. The water rose quickly and his body was rapidly washed away. Family and searchers have been looking for his body for days and have not a trace of him. Last night on the 10 pm news the perfect new lady stated quite matter-of-factly, “that rescue teams are being set up a bridges with ropes (what they do with these I am unsure??) and earlier in the day they thought they saw a “piece of him”. If they do not find his body before the next bridge he will most likely be washed into a connecting river and not be found easily.”
Now, this was morbid and disturbing. However, I can’t stop thinking of this fisherman…for just a moment I allowed myself to think what his last moments would have been like. He would have been fighting the current, then choking, and then for just a brief moment, he would have been drifting in the water about to die. What was he thinking? In those last moments alive what did he want?
Life is fleeting and fragile. I pray dear Lord that I use every breath that you ordain me to glorify you. Teach me not to kid myself into believing that this life can be delegate by my selfish ambitions. Teach me to trust in you alone, and in that to honor you!
