The first full day of summer 2013 won’t soon be forgotten in western Canada. I travelled on the last day of spring in dreary pouring rain, but today… today cheery sunshine announced summertime here on Vancouver Island. It was easy to forget yesterday’s rain… until I saw today’s news.
I’ve lived in Calgary, Alberta — have family and friends there — but it’s become a foreign landscape with once familiar areas now totally under water. The devastation is mind-boggling… not because I’ve never seen a flood, but because one has never come so close.
There is flooding in my current province, too. A rapidly melting snowpack and too much rain have many rivers roaring beyond their usual confines. Homes and roads are being washed away in southern B.C. Just three weeks ago one family was elated to move into their brand new home. Today they’ve been evacuated and don’t know what, if anything, will be there when they return.
Sunshine glints on sudden flood waters. Life’s highs sinking into lows.
The writer’s life is full of highs and lows, too, although of course I wouldn’t begin to compare them with today’s force of destruction. Still, it is relative. There is the thrill of exploring new stories, the deep satisfaction that comes with completing them, of acquiring agents and publishing contracts. And there is writer’s block, multiple rejections, broken contracts, and discouragement bordering on despair.
But as they have always done, the waters will recede; spirits will rebound; the muddy earth will dry and produce again.
Summer is underway.
My prayers are with those who are affected by the flood waters.
“Behold, I am doing a new thing;
now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?”
Isaiah 43:19a, ESV
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