“DAILY” DEVOTIONAL:
Listening for the Spirit
IN THE DEEP WATERS [M, 5-4-20]
I find myself attracted
more and more to this kind of old preacher story in this endless day of the
virus…
In olden days especially,
down in southwest Indiana, where I grew up, especially down in the bottom of
“the pocket,” where the Wabash meets the Ohio, it didn’t take much of a rain to
create a flood. If you got a big rain, well…
Then the family ended up
on the roof. As they sat there, all kinds of stuff floated down with the flood
waters—cows, sheds, trees… and an old hat.
But then the old hat got
to the edge of their yard, it stopped, and went back upstream, against the
current. But when it got to the other edge of the yard, it stopped again, and
started back downstream.
One of the boys on the
roof yelled, “I remember now. Grandpa said he was going to mow the yard today,
come hell or high water.”
A lot of hell has come. A
lot of high water—medical high water, political high water, financial high
water. We’re flooded. It’s easy to get swept away. It’s a good time to stick
with what we know is true, keep doing what we know is right.
JRMcF
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