I sat here in Bardstown and watched 6 inches of rain fall on Louisville in an hour. I have family in Louisville and friends all over the city. The images coming over the news flamed fears for all of them. It was amazing. Then another storm came through about 2:45 and hit us in Bardstown. Torrential rain and winds about 60 mph.
This is freaky weather, considering the days over ninety degrees this summer can be counted on both hands...I think you'd need both hands. My friend, a physicist said, global warming. I said, it is what it is. While I'm not thrilled with the changes our seasons seem to be undergoing, I find that continued faith in God is enough to prevent me from going over the edge and screaming Armageddon is upon us!
I have nothing really to share except that the concern for family and friends caused me to think of other cities that have undergone considerably worse disasters. New Orleans, for instance. Just seeing my alma mater go under water disturbed me, what must those displaced by a hurricane that put their entire city under 30 feet of water feel like? We are simply incapable of imagining the stress, fear, and outright grief those people must have suffered.
Or the people of Italy, every time the earth shakes down an entire village, or city. We say oh, how sad, but our compassion and interest are shriveled by our utter lack of contact with nature. We can't even be sure when the season is right for fresh tomatoes. Everything is mass produced, plasticized, and sanitized to the point that we don't know a mush melon from a water melon from a cantaloupe!
So a storm stalls out over a major metropolitan area, drops half a foot of rain in an hour, and reminds us that "Oh yeah, we live on a planet we didn't make."
I think I've thought myself into a hole. May God bring us altogether to ever lasting life.
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