It could be that I’ve mentioned this — that my basement flooded really badly about three years ago or so, and I have not yet recuperated from that horrible experience of staying up for three days to empty shop vacs, sleeping 10 minutes at a time — but in case I didn’t, it was absolutely horrible!
no sleep!
And then it did it again a week later. My beloved sister came that time and helped me, or I would have had a major nervous breakdown. I will never get over the trauma! So now every time there is a drop of water on the basement floor during a deluge, I freak totally out.
Except for tonight. When I stepped on the throw rug at the bottom of the stairs and it went squish, I didn’t even freak. Just asked God, “What do you think I’m made of? Why do you think I can handle all this? Because, truly, I cannot.” Still waiting on the reply. Right now I’m too tired to care… plus it is barely leaking, just soaked all the rugs and a few other items. Nothing like the river that ran “the other time,” as I think of it.
Still, that is nothing compared to sandbagging and more sandbagging to try to save your home, and the water overtaking it anyway, before you have a chance to get everything out that you needed to get out. Our high school kids have been volunteering their time to fill the bags and help any way they can.
let's hope they hold
The ground is so soft, full of water. There is nowhere on the face of this earth that I would consider “safe.” Earthquakes, mud slides, floods, tsunamis, tornadoes, hurricanes, lightening…
I’m glad I know Jesus.
apronsandappetites 
I am so proud of our kids!!! I mean the whole group that have been helping. They have worked everyday since this all began to help others. Our thoughts and prayers to all who have been affected by this flood. This is going to be a long road to recovery. I encourage everyone to put their trust in the Lord………he promises to never leave us or forsake us. He is with us during this time!
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I’ve been telling everybody I have a power washer, rubber gloves, and a willing heart when the time comes. It’s gonna be one BIG mess.
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oh buddy…I knew we were going to be reading about that basement! 🙂 it was a nightmare.
I’m glad you know Jesus too! I know Him too.
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Praise God Whom all blessings flow…. just goes with the water thing.
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Amen.
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… and amen!
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I’m glad I know Jesus, too! Because we ARE living in the last days!
I have my life preserver on!!
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Girl, I feel like I’m living in MY last days. Whew!
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I feel your pain. My basement is a pool at times a s weel. Isn’t home ownership grand?
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becky told me about your blog. glad to see some one knows how to vent their frustration and being able to sail a ship on rough seas. life is better than what you think it is,especially when you look at someone else troubles. having GOD in your heart is a must and it seems that you have a head start. life is good!!!!
steven m. green
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hey, good to see you on here, Mike. Thanks for checking it out. And, yes, God truly is a must. 🙂
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