Driving to work the other day, we noticed that the water rushing across the roadway was brown. Muddy. Filled with dirt.
We looked across the road to see what was making the water so nasty. The rain was washing around an uprooted oak tree that was knocked down by the last tornado. Lord, we don’t ask for much. Could we at least get the downed trees cut up and hauled off before another round of storms washes us away ? And Noah thought he had troubles.... Somebody find a dove.
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