after the storm.

Week 19.

So, I finally got to go back to my apartment after almost 8 weeks of being a flood refugee.  There were ups and downs during the flood, but now it is all over and I once again have a job to focus my energies on.  The first part of my job:  clean up.  The second part: planning.  The third:  working hard til the semester is over.  It will be a challenge, for sure, but I am excited to see what God is going to make of it.

What God does best is transformation.  From night to day.  Darkness to light.  Death to life.  Evil to good.  I am waiting to see what he is going to do with us after the storm that has passed.

For now, though, there is lots of damage to clean up.  Here are a couple pics I took on campus.  Bikes and motorbikes left behind are rusted beyond use.  Sandbags, trash and dirt litter the ground in all directions.

after the storm.

And after the storm,
I run and run as the rains come
And I look up, I look up,
on my knees and out of luck,
I look up.

Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay
But I won't rot, I won't rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won't rot.

And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair. Lyrics by Mumford and Sons.