A Prayer for My City

May 3, 2010 — 7 Comments

God, what do you think you are doing?
Many times I can write off bad times as the result of a broken humanity;
but rains that seemed never ending?
I think you are on the hot seat for this one.
Yes, I know, nature happens, and we have very little understanding of the stuff of our world,
but there are a lot of people suffering tonight,
a lot of people scared,
a lot of people whose hope is challenged,
a lot of people questioning their belief that you never give more than we can handle.
If I sound a little ticked off, it’s because I am.
A day watching poor people throwing all their ruined belongings in the street will do that to a man.
So does looking at pictures of places I love now destroyed,
destroyed by that which is necessary for life.
This sucks, God.
Sorry, I said it, but it’s true.
It’s true when you fall through the floor of a trailer because the flooring is so saturated with water that it can’t hold you.
It’s true when the flood water subside and everything inside the house is covered with mud.
It’s true when the mold comes — the deep, black fungi that seek to take over the home.
It’s true when you know that a city — my city — is put on the ropes by something that has never happened before.
It’s very true when you read the story of a 21 year old father whose only failing was that he worried so much about the   well being of his kids that he challenged the rising waters and lost the battle.
And yet,
you still are God,
and as we find ourselves by the rivers of Babylon weeping,
you take that which sucks and wring out the good things,
things like people from different nationalities and faiths working together to empty a house,
things like inmates and students working cooperatively to sandbag a water plant to keep water going,
things like people opening their homes and their hearts to those in need.
So God, if you will,
take some time off from the water business and get on with the heart transformation business,
leading brother and sister to transcend the mud and mold,
and rebuild something even better.
And God, if you will,
keep an eye on my city,
cause it’s home and I love it.
Dry it out and lead us to new depths of love and care.
Amen.

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7 responses to A Prayer for My City

  1. 
    Elaine Essary May 3, 2010 at 10:54 pm

    Very nice!! such truth!!

  2. 
    Nancy loudermilk May 4, 2010 at 8:59 am

    Amen, Jay, Amen.

  3. 

    My prayers are with you, Jay… We experienced that type of flooding here in Iowa just two years ago and my heart breaks all over again with you. As agencies come in and you guys assess damages and begin to think about rebuilding in your neighborhoods, let me know and maybe we can put a team together to come help out later this summer… it’s going to be a long and trying journey, but you will sing songs of joy by the river again.

  4. 
    F Douglas Powe May 6, 2010 at 5:54 am

    Jay,

    How are you? My prayers are with you and the rest of the city! When things quiet down please shoot me an email it has been a while since we talked.

    Doug

  5. 

    lament on my friend, lament on.

    praying with you and so thankful for your leadership & heart during such a times as thi.

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