(sigh).

So today is a heavy one, I must admit. I did not sleep well, with the weather bearing down last night, thinking of the Scout camp, more rain north, my parents and mom/dad in law in the line of some tough weather, the flooding a short way from my home, various things that seem to not work the way they should when I really would like them to...

I was staggered by the photos of the camp in Little Sioux this morning. I found myself wondering why -- why a scout camp? Why 4 boys? Why could not that storm have moved a mile, a half mile, gone through empty farm fields? I have been struck with a sense of helplessness this week -- looking at the river, coming up, slowly swallowing land, homes, bridges as it does. There has been almost a hush as I've been around town this week -- a waiting...and (maybe this is me) a sense of futility -- the river is going to do what it will do. The rain will fall, whether I want it to or not. Storms will come, wind will do what it does, and frankly, all we can do is hold on.

And pray. Which I've not done much of, not nearly enough of, in the past few days. I have found myself, when I do pray, praying about and for providence. A realization and understanding of God's nature and His meeting our NEEDS in the midst of life that seems to be a bit out of control right now.

So that is where I will leave it for now -- I must believe and trust that God will meet my needs, meet the needs of those who have lost everything, who are seeing water lap at their back door, who are mourning the loss of those they love. If He is who He says He is, which I believe with all my heart, He will take care of us.