In the night, a large storm went through, complete with hail. It was soon a “storm watching” mini-party, as most of us came to the front of the bus, and observed the storm. When you have hail go through, there’s no sleeping because it’s like being inside a metal drum with someone beating on the outside.
Eventually, we went back to bed. A little before 6, Dad and Mom woke up and had their time with the Lord. When Dad was through, he lifted his blind, and disbelief swept over him. “We’re flooded,” he told Mom. The Beaver RV park was now appropriately named, as we were in Beaver Creek. The only thing missing was the beavers. At that point, all that mattered was to get out and get out quick.
John stepped out into the murky, brown water and felt the shocking coolness. He used an insulated pry bar to disconnect us from shore power. Dad started the bus, and John waded with effort through the water ahead of us, removing objects out of our way and feeling where the road was to lead Dad. The RV parked seemed too quiet for being flooded. Few appeared to be aware of the danger. We had seen a truck leave, but he wasn’t warning people. Dad used Uriah’s air horn to alert others. A few people came to their doors.
We continued on, and our hearts were full of gratitude to the Lord as we pulled onto dry cement. We drove across the street, and to our surprise, saw another RV park, high and dry on a hill. Hmmm…. It would have been a much better choice to have stayed there! Dad called 911 to alert the emergency personnel of the situation. Volunteer firemen began showing up, and as we left, a boat was also arriving.
Initially, we had thought the bays were flooded, which would have meant a loss of quite a few books and our electronics. But, no, the bays did not flood, and only the very bottom of some of the boxes were damp on the bottom layer! Again, AMAZING!
We also saw the Lord’s hand in where we parked. It was dark when we arrived last night, and we had to figure out where we could find a 50 amp plug. The spot we would have liked was full, so we ended up finding a different place. Looking back, that one spot was near the creek, and we definitely would have had damage and far greater difficulty in getting out.
The Lord brought this verse to my mind: “And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh” (Jude 1:23). Several things struck me. It appeared hardly anyone was aware of the danger, and they were likely still sleeping, not realizing they had a major problem. Then, when they were warned, the few I saw out, didn’t seem too concerned. Translate this into a person’s spiritual condition. So often, people aren’t concerned about where they’re going to spend eternity. They are content to live without dealing with the situation at hand (aka: eternity, because a person doesn’t know when the end will come for them). They “hope” they will go to heaven. Eternity is too long to stake your future on uncertainty. Scripture says you can know for sure (1 John 5:13), and it involves repenting of your sins and asking Jesus to be your Savior.
“That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed” (Romans 10:9-11).
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