We have had a lot of rain this last month. A lot of rain for our area anyway, and with that has come multiple flash flood warnings, and many flash floods in our town. Mostly it is just large amounts of water that wash through the waterways, overflow them and pull large quantities of topsoil downhill with it. We have had some basements flooded, some driveways washed away, and many streets and parking lots under several inches of mud. I am very grateful that despite flooding to both the east and west of us that we have been unaffected.
We took a quick trip down to Las Vegas this last weekend. On the way there we got a call telling us to be careful because there was a severe thunderstorm in progress, and if we hit the thunderstorm we needed to pull off the road. I checked the internet, and yes, a severe storm was in progress, with multiple flash floods in effect. They were set to expire about the time we rolled into town, so we went anyway – and had no problems. We could see the lightning from the storm most of the way, but all it did was provide some entertainment.
On the way home the next day, we were driving north, and apparently the storm had made its way that direction as well. As we approached the narrow pass through the mountains we realized that we had caught up with the cell, and just off to our right we could see the cloud just dumping a ton of water to the ground. We began to worry that we would be caught in the narrow, winding roads just when the rain hit and flash flood conditions while we were in the river valley. Fortunately, although we could see that portion just beside us, the bulk of the storm passed just to the east of the pass and we got a total of about 10 drops of water! Phew. We arrived home to see that the majority of the storm had reached home before us. We had a wet lawn, a blown down fence, a minor mudslide that took out our dutch oven pit, and the power had gone out, but at least we were not caught in the canyon with that type of downpour!
Today I felt to recognize the countless times I am kept safe, and don’t even recognize it. It is a dangerous world we live in, and who knows how many times we are protected from all sorts of danger. Two potential dangers I recognized this week, but was kept safe from.
As I traveled to a student’s home Thursday I realized that to get there I had to drive through an area of town that had 2 days earlier been the site of a broken levy and a flash flood. Glad I didn’t have Tuesday lessons this week.
Today I was out and about and twice I had to take a detour because the police were blocking off a section of town, and had the police helicopter out – I assume looking for someone.
While there is no such thing as a completely safe area, but we rarely see any natural disasters or police action where we live. It makes it easier to forget that you never know what will happen or when. Giving thanks that nothing extraordinary happened this week.
I live in a hot and dry desert. Rain is scarce, and we can go entire months here without any precipitation. In our sheltered lifestyles with city utilities and running water, I have to admit I rarely even think about rainfall. I understand that water conservation is important, but I don’t have a vested interest in rain – until it results in flash flooding and messes up my house or property. I don’t even own an umbrella or boots or a waterproof jacket.
I guess that as a nation we are officially in the middle of a drought. I’ve even heard some people theorize that ultimately the drought is affecting our economy as much as presidential policies. Could be, I don’t know.
Someone in my area must be praying mighty hard for rain. I looked up our average July rainfall. Overall, we average .48 inches in July. (I think most of that must fall in the mountains, because I’ve seen entire July’s with NO rainfall.) This year our July total is at 1.62 inches – and it is still raining! And in the middle of a drought.
If we lived in a less modern society, I would be thanking God for the miracle of abundant rainfall during the drought.