I’ve been waiting for inspiration to write. Waiting and waiting. Nothing seems worthy of a blog post when your friend’s 5 year old son is in hospice loosing his battle with cancer. Then hardly anything seems worthy of your attention when you get the news that he passed away.
I’ve been drowning lately. Drowning in sadness and grief. My heart is broken.
As if to match my mood the rain has been falling for days. Last night and today it seems like the ground has finally given up. The water started to rise.
This morning we found our basement badly flooded.
My neighbor heard about our flooding and mentioned it to her landlord when he came back to check on her basement. After looking at our basement her landlord, Mr. Zimmerman, said that the freezer, water heater, and furnace could be damaged from that much water. Great.
My heart was already heavy with grief and now I’m worried about the expense of replacing these major appliances. I tried to stay focused on being thankful that all I would be loosing in the basement was stuff. Stuff can always be replaced.
But honestly… I felt broken. Sad. Fed up.
Mr. Zimmerman set up his little pump in our basement and said he had a heavy duty pump that could really take care of the job quickly. Sadly, that pump was at home and he lived pretty far away. However…
Mr. Zimmerman came back a couple hours later with his big pump. It was about 3:00 PM and I saw him take a sandwich out of his truck and carry it with him into our basement while he assessed the work of the pump.
Something about seeing him with that sandwich really touched me. He was eating on-the-go for us. He was dedicating his day to help with our basement and he just met me!
I sat in my house and sobbed.
In a time when I felt like I was drowning in my sadness and literally drowning in my basement, God sent this angel to help.
This is an ugly world, but there are still good people here.
Thank you, Mr. Zimmerman. I needed you today more than you’ll ever know.
Dear God, help me to be a “Mr. Zimmerman” to someone else in their time of need. Please stay with me during this time when I am drowning and help me to see that you are there. I need to feel you “hold me now.” Amen.
Basement Update: We lost a few minor things due to the flood. The only major item damaged was our dehumidifier. We were very lucky and again thankful that it was just THINGS.