It doesn’t matter if you dust every day or every minute of the day, there is still sooooo much dust. It hasn’t rained for about 4 months. That’s bad since we supposedly just went through our winter, rainy season. The wind lifts the dust and dirt all the way up to my bed! I have to shake out the sheets before sleeping in them or I wake up looking as if I played in a sand pile (a little exaggeration allowed). Even if I mop the floors, an hour later, Edson’s little knees and feet are black.
There was a popular praise song on the radio about three years back, God, Send us Rain. It was one of my favorites to sing at church, but every time we sang it we would get this incredible, but unwanted rainstorm. This past week, I have heard the song on the radio EVERY SINGLE DAY!
It’s the prayer of “El Pueblo”…God Send Us Rain. The farmers are praying. They can’t plant their crops until it rains. They are battling forest/farm fires instead of weeds! Whole estates have been burned to the ground. Our own relatives battled the fires for 48 hours to save the animals. There are few mosquitos! Too hot and dry!
Oscar took the visitors to the Iguazu Falls the other day and said that it was worst he’s ever seen it…it just looks sooooo dry. (I remember when we went with some Canadians and it was soooooo full that they had blocked some pathways off to the public).
God, Send us Rain…the plants are dusty red and yellowing. There are water shortages during the day. The rivers are going down. Your beautiful creation is suffering. We saw the big clouds and heard the thunder, but just felt the hard, dusty wind blow over us. God, Send us Rain!
5 comments:
Karen, we will pray with you that God will send rain. When we experience times like this we are so quick to promise that we will never complain about rain again. :) I will pray that God will send the rain so that His earth can be renewed.
We have had the opposite problem here with all the flooding. It is amazing to me that we survive in a world with such narrow areas of comfort for us (temperature, air, water levels, balance between CO2 and O2, etc.). Of course, it is the grace of God.
We haven't heard about how dry it is down there. Sounds like the dessert areas of Africa. This is a lot closer to "home" when we hear it is our own family and friends. We'll pray for rain, too.
Around 3 in the afternoon, our eyes start itching from so much smoke and pollution. One good thing...NO MOSQUITOS!!!!
We are praying for rain! Annette
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