Trust God

I don’t know if you have noticed lately…but things around this old world are getting a little crazy. I keep up with the current events by dialing up cnn.com on my computer, and by listening to the radio. If I were to sit in front of a television for any length of time, I think it would just drive me nuts…honestly.

My whole life I have heard it said that we were living in the last days, and I never really understood the totality of that statement as a young kid. However, as I look around and listen to what is occurring in the world, it seems that things are winding down.
Now look, don’t take me the wrong way here, it is not my intention to scare you, or come across like a dooms day manipulator; I am just sharing with you some observations of the day. There are a lot of things we hold fast to as being greatly important in our lives that may prove to be less than necessary as the years continue.

Take Louisiana for instance.
Being a Cajun who was raised in Louisiana, I feel that I can provide a perspective on the current flooding situation. I grew up around the Morganza Spillway, Lafayette, Butte La Rose, Baton Rouge, Krotz Springs, and The Atchafalaya Basin. In fact, my Grandfather was a bulldozer driver and spent years of his life building the bridges that cross these water ways that are now filling with water. These are beautiful lands and swamps; the kind of landscapes and people that books are written about. This is my homeland, my heritage, my culture, and these are my people; and for the first time since I have been born…the unthinkable is taking place.

We were always taught in Louisiana history classes, that the Atchafalaya, and all of her spillways (which is the largest swamp in the United States) would serve as a safety reservoir for the Mighty Mississippi should she ever crest her banks. We were always told that should Baton Rouge, or New Orleans ever be threatened with flooding; these lands would be submerged on purpose, along with everything that was built on them. But see, it never happened so we just went along with our lives in the shadow of the great river.

You would have to fish these waters and walk along these bayous to fully appreciate the vastness of these water ways. It is hard to comprehend that one river has the power to swallow that much culture in one breath…but it does…and it is.

As I sit here at my computer, my favorite fishing hole is washing away. I have relatives who now have homes that are under 15 feet of water. Many of the small towns I used to go through every day are gone, and so are the beautiful people who were living there. One question keeps repeating in my head…why do we build our lives on assumptions that are unsafe? I feel that it’s because we as a people have a false sense of security, and don’t believe that life as we know it can come to an end.

Try to sell that to the people in Alabama today. Try to explain the concept of a guaranteed house and home to the residents of Butte La Rose, whose homes will soon be under 15 feet of water; and will remain submerged for weeks on end. Hey guys, there is no such thing as security and guarantee…there is only faith in God. These are the last days, and only God is in control.

In closing I would like to submit to you that there are millions of people who do not believe that there is a God in heaven who loves them, and who can get them through any difficult trial. In response I would like to say that the people of Tuscaloosa, Alabama did not think a tornado could wipe away everything they ever knew…until it happened. The people of Japan did not think an earthquake and tsunami could take everything…until it happened.

And entire towns in Louisiana did not ever think that the waterways we love and celebrate so much, could destroy decades of heritage, homes, businesses, and dreams…until it happened.
Please, trust God…He’s there, and He is all we have.