The rains came down and the floods went up

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The wise man built his house upon the rock

The wise man built his house upon the rock

The wise man built his house upon the rock

And the rain came tumbling down

Oh, the rain came down

And the floods came up

The rain came down

And the floods came up

The rain came down

And the floods came up

And the house on the Rock stood firm.*

We just don’t get much rain in Colorado.  So when we do, we celebrate.  But I am not sure if I have ever seen this much in just such a short few days.

There is flooding all over the city.  Everything is soaked beyond soaked.  And it just keeps coming.  Businesses and school are closing all over the Front Range.  Three of my kids and their families live in Frederick where they’ve lost power and sadly, Rocky and Jovan’s home flooded quickly and they had to leave in the night by “rescue” (brother-in-law with a big truck).  His guitars and all his equipment – gone.

I used to tell my kids about “rain days” off of school when I lived in Louisiana and that sounded mythical to them.  I’d tell them it was so bad, people would die in their own yards and they couldn’t comprehend it.

Now they can see, I think.  It’s like we know, we understand the power of “natural” things like lightening-ignited, raging forest fires or rains so hard dams break and whole cities are destroyed, but we are almost usually just a little ways away, just safe enough…

Flood emergency in Boulder County; 1 person killed, streets impassable {click here}

“Rain  pounded much of the Front Range all Wednesday night, with as  many as five overlapping flash flood warnings issued…”

Flood Emergency in Colorado: 2 Dead, Homes Evacuated, Drivers Stranded

“Burn scars in the foothills will be particularly susceptible to flash flooding.”

This morning, there is more.  More rain.  I am safe, dry, good.  Water-logged in the garden, yes, but very grateful, so grateful.  Heavy-hearted for my kiddos, but soon, we’ll roll up our sleeves…

There will be much loss of material possessions for so many people, when all is said and done.  Our true treasure is laid up in heaven, where moth and rust cannot destroy, but still…help us, Father.

some one left the sidewalk chalk in the rain

Remnants of grandbebes…some one didn’t put the sidewalk chalk away.  :)

*Sunday School song I sang thousands of times growing up.  Did you, too?

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