Hurricane Irma – Part 2: The Calm Before The Storm? Waiting For Disaster To Strike!
It’s Friday September 8, 2017. Yesterday I was blessed with a God story of having my sliders covered. 🙂 This morning and this afternoon I spent cooking meals for my sister and myself. Believe it or not, while I was cooking I couldn’t help but think about the 10 virgins; 5 had oil and 5 didn’t bring enough. And check THIS out, unknowing to you, I was BLESSED with being woken up abruptly – after 4 hours sleep – last Sunday to go to the store which I did happily. After all, who’s shopping for groceries at 6:30a at Walmart? Me and a few other people, and since Gordon Food opens at 7a, I managed to get my ritual (which is usually done on Saturdays) completed within 90 minutes flat including gassing up (which I almost didn’t BUT, the Holy Spirit was insistent and I listened.) It was the following day – Labor Day – was when I found out about hurricane Irma (Florida’s unwanted guest).
Today I had to pick up a Rx, and while I was at the store I crossed paths with a fellow Christian gal who confided in me that she’s really really scared and had a slight meltdown prior to coming in to work. I shared with her as a single sister that I can truly understand what she’s going through, and I had to remind her that our Lord has His hand upon her and that she has NOTHING to fear. Amen to that! While walking through the store I think I was the only extremely happy person there. And personally speaking – no matter what happens to me – I’m fine with it. But after dropping off food to my sisters and returning to my humble abode, I was greeted by several residents asking me about the roof. (yikes)
So, today’s worry is our “wonderful roof” that I’ve been warning my fellow board members about since 2012. Unfortunately, the “president” let everything fall to the way side and was more concerned with spending 55K per year and locking the community in a 5-year contract with ComCrap cable. Which brings me to my other complaint that I’ve been sounding the horn on since 2007 (mind you … I was on the board, and I personally hired a pest control company to inspect my unit, provided documentation, phone numbers AND specimens collected in a jar which I continue to do to THIS day lol) – AND yet, I was told I didn’t know what I was talking about. Well …. it was “officially” verified at the board meeting last week (for the 4th time) that my building has TERMITES!!! Yippee! Fellow residents wanted to “see” what a termite looked like which I happily ran back upstairs and grabbed one of the jars. The NEW BOARD was a bit surprised to see my “evidence” that I’ve been collecting for years and, it was confirmed – by the pest guy who was still present at the meeting – that what is in my jars are termites. Now, add Irma to the mix and our sacred new young resident approaching me with the question: Where’s the bad area of the roof? Where should I stay – in my unit or go to the rec room? What do I say to them? Well … (big sigh) Do I say stay “upstairs” or … go downstairs – which is an area that is total concrete BUT, will have flooding because of the surge that WILL occur? Hey … let me tell ya, When Wilma flew by, I had (for a brief moment) a condo on the canal! Furthermore, I’m unsure as to “where” to “go” in my own humble – termite infested – abode which seems to me – at this VERY moment – as being a house of cards. So, throughout my day – in between cooking and walking the halls – numerous residents were asking me about the roof…“where’s is the bad area”? Off the bat, it’s the North-east corner. And as everyone knows, once one part of the roof starts to blow away…. it’s just a matter of time for the rest to be peeled away too!
Curfew tomorrow is 3p. Emergency calls and texts begun last night at 11:30p and they’re nonstop. Took the doggies for a walk. The wind is blowing from the south-south west, it’s an eerie silence outside while I drink with my eyes probably one of the last truly beautiful South Florida late afternoon/early evening days before the scenery and all its loveliness is turned up-side down and into a disaster zone. I still have a few things to do that shouldn’t take long. I could do that tomorrow I suppose. After THAT’s done I begin to wait for Irma’s arrival, be comforted with some great studies by Scott Clark and Rabbi K Schneider, continue to be comforted that the Lord being by my side, perhaps watch something silly this evening (to try to take my mind off of it) and then pray without ceasing while enjoying life’s comforts (like a/c) and some GREAT Christian music while I have it. Right now, what’s playin’ in the background is Ray Stevens In The Eye of The Storm. How appropriate is THAT? I think it’s awesome! Click on the link to read the lyrics. Meanwhile …. I pray and wait in the Calm Before The Storm …Waiting For Disaster To Strike!