Out of control...

and not liking it! Internal dread is what overtakes my spirit for too many months in the rainy, gray Pacific Northwest Corner. (and why I took great joy in the snow days we just had!) This is the worst we've ever experienced living on the Ten Mile Creek for the past 14 years. Bringing serious case of the "crankies" to the homeowners, when all you can do is think about your 'investment.'
Word spoken to me this AM by the Holy Spirit was Matthew 6:19-21 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where MOLD & MILDEW (my paraphrase) do not destroy... for where your treasure is, there your will your heart be.

I've imagined we would sell a home well cared for....that 100 years from now (if Jesus doesn't return,) our place would be a future homestead some family would take delight in. (Especially the Nooksack River rock fireplace.) Because I love old houses and building this 14 years ago, went against my nature.
There are parts of the flooding that are very 'awesome!' I guess, realizing there is NOTHING you can do about it! Powerless! Before an All-Powerful God - THE Creator of weather!
I am mindful that God said in Genesis 9:11 never again will there be a flood to destroy the earth. But I guess I kinda took that outta' context.
So when our dreams of home & hearth... heart & home... feels too hopeless... I must say:
Guard my life and rescue me; let me not be put to shame, for I take refuge in you. May integrity and uprightness protect me, because my Hope is in You. Ps. 25:20-21