Day 311, why not Minot?

Sorry the title is off of Veggie Tales :) I picked an interesting pic off of the news and thought I'd write about it. Motivated by my gal Tara who lived here just a year ago and the fact that I've never been quite so understanding of the devastation all this flooding causes.

Don't forget to play

the music, no matter how high

the water's edge

don't forget to sing

the song, no matter how loud

the river's rush

This is praise.

Praise for the flooded

and praise for the dry.

praise for the fuzzy

dividing line

and all the pleading

and all of the why

Play that darn cello

while you cry if you must

but play it so 

that someone sees a fool 

on the edge 

of disaster willing

to praise

Him who is master

over the water

over the rush

an all knowing Lord

ready to flood

even your heart if

you'll stop to sing

in the middle of disaster

while the waters rushing

Don't forget to play

the music, no matter how high

the water's edge

don't forget to sing

the song, no matter how loud

the river's rush

Don't forget that impossible trust

It will quiet the flood inside of your soul.

Sing to Him now, loud and bold!

Blessing Minot.