Iowa Flood of 2008

Water’s edge at the river bank,

Never expected it would rise to this height,

When the warnings came, everybody held tight,

Most didn’t expect it to flood their homes,

So they waited it out until it was too late to groan.

Everything in pieces, even the walls,

Halfway up the buildings that we thought were tall,

The water, no longer beautiful, tears through belongings,

Photographs, paintings, books, many things,

Everyone wants to go back and save them from floodwater.

Heaven’s gates remain untouched,

God didn’t cover all of this earth,

Just right here in Iowa.

Maybe God is trying to teach us something?

Maybe we need to know that our possessions are not our life,

Or that changing this river and wasting funds,

Was not the right choice and would only bring strife.

Greedy people clamoring for a refund,

On all of the possessions they lost,

Unmatched amounts of money we lost,

In so many homes, farmland, and crops.

Tell me the reason we’re on this earth,

Is it to be greedy about our possessions,

To save up treasure only on this dirt?

To do so would surely lead only to sin.

God will always provide us with what we need, if we ask him.

Dregged this up from super old files on my computer. This poem was written as the flood of '08 was happening.  I may even post a photo sometime from my camera. :)