Here we find ourselves into day three of straight down drippy rain in my part of Texas. We are safe in our location. The most discomfort we’ve had is my water logged roof has begun dripping. That in no way compares with so many others that have lost their home and possibly more.
I don’t have any defying flood pictures to share. My animals are quite water logged and had their fill. The cat is battle hardened and doesn’t even seem to mind the sprinkles now and then.
But as the waters begin to rise closer to home and closures begin posting we look and take stock of just how great the magnitude of the storm is. I am three hours from the coast on a good day with flowing traffic and no floodwaters. The distance is even greater to Austin or Victoria. That is serious mileage.
Texas has been truly slammed by this uninvited guest who is taking more from us than we bargained for. The start of the week we were in a burn ban of the drought and daring to look at the eclipse. We’ve ended the week with much needed rain in excess with no end in sight.
I scroll Facebook looking at videos and posts; my heart pouring with such anguish for those suffering. It’s like watching a constant newsfeed on the television of 9-11 all over again. It’s not the same but it is utter destruction and you feel powerless to do anything. I wish to help but for all my issues I would be a liability.
I remember my grandmother telling me on the phone after 9-11 “I can’t watch anymore -I stare at the TV and cry and cry.” I remember that day myself as do many Americans. I feel like many of us will remember this day also. Many of us Texans hurt for those many miles and states away. We didn’t throw literary word poo in their face for their voting convictions. We were all broken for their loss and angry for justice.
Pray– pray as I have —-pray as I will continue. It is amazing how in times of adversity the goodness in people’s hearts shines true.
The fullness of the Texan heart truley exibits one of hospitality and is phenomenal. I believe that God has blessed our state and that this disaster will bring us closer together.
Where are those voices of anger that stir the pot and keep everyone so irritated? The media gives them airtime and encourages their nonsense. They are so busy insighting riots they don’t have time to pray or lend a helping hand. Their race war is far more important than our human life war with water. I haven’t seen their convoy to come and help and aid in relief. Texan lives do matter.
I have been so appalled at some of the comments that I’ve read. People are saying the ugliest things about us and our state. If they had ever been to Texas they would know they were so off-base. I suppose we do have a pride. A pride to you that may seem arrogant. A pride that we carry as a true love and patriotism for our state.
I am very thankful for those who have risen to the occasion with their money, lives, and time on the line for strangers. Who among our nation would not want help in their hour of need?
Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good. (Romans 12:21)
I enlist my continued prayers and my hope that you will intercede also and that with God’s help we shall overcome this. And I hope the world knows that God blessed Texas.