Amy's 'momentary trouble'

Water runs in rivulets down the wall, leaving small traces of itself as it travels downward. And as his eyes follow the tiny droplet, watching its stutter step; run…stop…run, run, run…stop, he hears the constant dripping of water. Water drips from everything, the counter, the table, the side of the refrigerator and even the couch in the other room. A breeze, carrying the stench of musty walls and stagnant water, blows through the wreckage that was once the front window. The hurricane was massive and in its wake, his dreams…his plans…his love, were washed away. The emergency crews have come and assisted in the clean up in the aftermath of the brutal storm that ravaged his home…his life. Like efficient bees, the crews have come in, done what they’ve been trained to do, have promised to do or what was safe to do and have left just as quickly as they came. Leaving him alone.
What has happened to his life has left him reeling and while he knows that help is there, that it’s just a call away, it might as well be 1000 miles or even 3000, as his heart and mind are isolated by his grief. The prospect of picking himself up and starting the process of cleaning up…reordering his life, seems overwhelming. All he wants is his life back.


Psalm 34:18 - The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

Isaiah 43:2 - When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.

Psalm 55:22 - “Cast your burden upon the Lord , and He shall sustain you.”

For the love of Amy - V