Here in the Southern Plains we never, ever, ever curse the rain. At least our family doesn’t. A month ago we were on top of the house fire-spotting the several wildfires that were within 5 miles in 3 directions. In the last 2 weeks we’ve gotten probably 12 inches of rain. Our non-county-maintained road is almost washed out. We’ll have to be responsible for fixing it. The cabin has water seeping in. A French drain must be installed. Part of the garden is flooded. We must amend it to raise the soil level. Still, we are thankful and it’s all good.
My granddaughter asked me the other day about why God made things like ticks and poison ivy. Some would place the prolific rain we’ve gotten lately in the same category. I told her there were many things we were incapable of understanding about our Lord, but that just maybe he put the unpleasant things here to teach us – to observe our surroundings, to be prepared, to know His power and sovereignty.
Big Turtle Creek got close to 50 feet wide at the low water crossing on our land. It was impressive. Awsome actually. This was taken the day before the last rain. The creek got probably close to twice as big with the last storm. This is normally a road.
This is a mudhole built to be a pond several years ago. It overflowed the dam for the first time. We pray it will seal and hold water a bit better now.