Words & Music by Mike Power

Day 40 – Total confirmed cases in US: 869,172

Move over Noah, this flood is going to submerge us longer than 40 days and 40 nights. I have now spent a full Lenten season of deprivation.

Q:  What did I give up for lent?
A:  You, my fellow members of the human family.

A flood has a way of overwhelming everything and providing a reminder that nobody is immune from disaster. It tears families apart. You might be holding a loved ones slippery hand in yours one minute only to lose your grip the next and watch them drift away.

When the waters recede and the dove finds a place to perch again, we are going to have a lot of cleaning up to do. And a lot of the old muddy dreck, at least what hasn’t washed away, will need to be disposed of properly. It is going to take a lot of hard work and a lot of patience, but if we have learned anything from those on the front lines – the doctors and nurses; cops and firefighters; postal, sanitation, and transit workers; ambulance and delivery drivers; truckers and farmers; and the people working the cash registers at grocery, drug, and liquor stores – it is that we are capable of doing more than we ever imagined was possible. Even if we have to do it underwater for a while.

Creativity can be a flood, too. And so can love.