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Sunday, October 28, 2012

We're ready

We were evacuated from our home at 8 PM last night. No if's, and's or but's about it.

Knock, knock. Hello. Out. Now. Sorry. Thank you. Did I mention, 'Now'? Okay, okay, okay.

I thought it was a bit....preemptive. I mean, I understand. High tide was due at 11 PM. And, there is only one road out to the highways that head inland. The sooner people move, the less chance there is of a big rush out as the water rises.  I get it.

Ms. Conroy, ever the obedient Roman Catholic girl, was packed and ready and sitting by the door at five of eight. Not me. Of course. I had to THINK about packing before actually packing.  I mean, what if I forgot something Really Important and had to do without it for a few days? Horrors!

And, of course, everything in the house had to be checked at least three times: Heat? Off. Main water faucet? Off. Refrigerator and freezer? Well, it needed to be emptied but there was no time for that. Bathtub filled with water? Check. Doors and windows locked? Check. Etc., etc., etc.

We were out the door by 8:20 pm. Record time for me, I thought. Ms. Conroy was frowning.

We got to our dear friend's house and she immediately made us feel at home - not an easy task in the midst of four adults, five dogs, and three parrots. I slept as well as one does the first night in a strange bed - and weighed with concern about the impending storm.

I did get to 10 AM mass this morning in Rehoboth Beach. Every stained glass window was boarded up. The church looked a bit like a haunted house. There were about 90 people in church - 40 at the 8 AM, I'm told - and everyone was in good spirits.

We had a special coffee hour celebration for a member who had just turned 94. She was there. In her wheelchair. All dressed up and looking fine. God bless her!

For a little over an hour and a half, I completely forgot about the storm. Couldn't see the rain. Couldn't hear the wind. And then, back outside to get into the car, it seemed much worse than an hour and a half earlier.

I drove down the block to see the ocean. It was WILD. Huge waves crashing. Lots of yellow sea foam all over the beach, as if some rabid dog had just been through the area, menacing the surf. I wanted to take a picture, but the wind was so strong and the rain was blowing sideways and stinging that I just got back into the car and drove home.

On the way home, I decided to check the house - maybe get in and get my recipe book and some rice, get the milk and eggs out of the fridge and bring it back to my friend's house and make some rice pudding.

I got to my street and had to stop a little sess than half-way down.

The street is completely flooded with about - oh, I'd say - eight inches of water.

Mind you, it was low tide. High tide is scheduled for eight pm tonight.

I can't even begin to imagine what my street will look like at that time.

Oh, and Hurricane Sandy hasn't even landed yet. That's going to happen tomorrow afternoon.

Needless to say, I didn't try to get into the house for the rice and milk and eggs, much less get my recipe books. We went out later to do a bit of marketing. The markets are closing at 3 PM. They were tying down the grocery carts and putting boards up on the windows as we left. 

I've been thinking about this morning's lessons from scripture.  The Gospel was from Mark (10:46-52) - the story of Blind Bartimaeus. Jesus says to him, "What do you want me to do for you?"

If Jesus came to "Ground Zero" at Rehoboth Beach today, I think I probably wouldn't ask for him to calm the storm or make it go away, lovely as that would be. I might respond in the same way Bartimaeus did. "My teacher, let me see again."

Storms and hurricanes and floods and earthquakes and tornadoes have always been with us. The climate has always been changing, causing chaos and wreaking havoc with people's lives.

Anxiety and fear always blind us from seeing the possibility for good and the opportunities to help others all around us. These very normal human emotions also steal our vision of hope and possiblity.

So yes, we'll weather the storm. Yes, we'll help our neighbors. And yes, we'll continue to pray to Jesus that our vision of hope and possibility will be restored.

At the very least, we certainly have enough water to drink.



Prayers from Pasadena!

Grandmère Mimi said...

Good thing y'all skedaddled when you did, Elizabeth. I'm still praying for all who are affected by Sandy.

David said...

Holding all five of you (and so many others) in my heart and in prayer with love.

Anonymous said...

Glad you got out of town in time. Prayers ascending.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Thanks, Susan. We need them.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Sure was, Mimi. We really had not choice. Well, we did. Today, I hear, those who decided to stay are told that, if they don't get out, it's a $1K fine. Per day. And, the word is that if a first responder is injured trying to rescue your ass, you are held responsible for any injuries s/he sustains.

People are moving out in droves.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

David - Thank you, love. We are safe and sound and well fed and comfortable. Join us in prayers of thanksgiving as well as prayers of petition for those who aren't as fortunate.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Me, too, Maria. Although, I expect to see Noah's ark floating by any day now.

Matthew said...

Good luck and wishes. I hope all is well when you return. Btw, why does one fill the bathtub with water? Never heard that before.

JCF said...

Prayers ascending.

I know the saying: "We should use things and love people, not love things and use people."

Nevertheless...totally get any anxiety you might be feeling about Your Worldly Goods.

Be well/Stay strong, {{{Elizabeth & Pack}}}

Anonymous said...

Some of the streets in Baltimore have been shut. Early voting has been halted in Maryland. I think you are right about the Ark. I have my canoe ready.

it's margaret said...

Oh my dear... prayers for all. Oh, your poor little house --the thought of all your time and prayers and excitement... it makes me want to barf.

Here's to good times, and giving thanks to God, even in the worst of the storm.

Love to you and yours.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Matthew - If one loses power, one can not flush the toilet. It takes five gallons of water to flush a toilet. Having a bucket and a nearby source of water can be helpful after a few days without electricity.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Marla - it's going to be bad in Charm City. Take good care of yourself and those you love.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Margaret - Everything is under warranty so whatever damage is done - and I hope there's none - will not hurt us financially. We will survive. And, thrive. People have been doing this for generations.