In the last few weeks, I’ve been watching my neighbors rebuild Noah’s Ark. “A flood is coming!” is the recurring theme of discussion up and down our street.
While we’re not making an ark, we are moving our things to higher grounds, sandbagging the areas, and preparing foods in advance. Each day we wake up expectant and happy when water levels remain the same, but most seem convinced that a flood will hit our area.
Our church has made several trips to flooded areas providing foods, water, and supplies to help those who are relocating. Our hearts go out to the people all around.
People are spreading rumors and asking some of the most unusual questions. “Do you have a boat we can borrow? Will our house flood? Do we have flood insurance? What can we do to conserve our water?” These are questions we have to consider, though out of the ordinary for most of us. Noah must have felt some of these same pressures during his long-term job of building an ark. He must have questioned himself from time to time as he was preparing for the worst when no rain was on the horizon.
Each time I hear thunder or see a dark cloud, I begin to expect the flood to arrive. Will we flood? I’m not sure, but it has made me more aware of the needs of those around me. It helps me to remember my neighbors in prayer.
I’ve been gnawing on today’s brain caviar for several days now. How much preparation both physically and mentally should we make when possible disaster announces itself? Many say, “Better to be safe than sorry.” What do you say?
“There is but one Church in which men find salvation, just as outside the ark of Noah it was not possible for anyone to be saved.” Thomas Aquinas