My house was one of the houses that was flooded out in south Louisiana. We got into the house for the first time yesterday. It has been a week under water. There is a big pile of furniture in the front yard. All destroyed. It is hard not to get angry and discouraged. I worked all my life to provide for my family and myself. And now I have to start over again. I just want to sit and cry for a while. But my life isn’t over. My family isn’t hurt. And there are things to do. I didn’t want to go to the house yesterday. I was afraid of what I was going to find. And when I went and found it. My family and friends gathered around me and the family. All the young men pulled all the things out of the house. My earthly treasures were saved. Just about everything is out of the house. The insurance adjuster is coming today. What he says will determine what will happen next. I don’t know what to expect. But I know that I will live on. I still have my van to unload. Then we are at it again. We should finish emptying the house today. Then we set up the fans and dehumidifiers. If I weren’t a Christian, I know that I would be discouraged about everything. And would be asking why me. My life is about living for Jesus, no matter what. And even if it kills me. You see I gave my life years ago. And for all practical purposes, God directs my life. It is the only way to live. I have had purpose and direction all my life. And life has gone up and down like everyone else. But I know that: Romans 8:28 “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” (KJV).
Joseph1637/Crain Blanchard 