Epiphany 1 – Tuesday
… please never come back like this time until my lifetime is over.
So far this has been quite a short working week. I started work again yesterday after my Christmas and New Year break.
V. O Lord, make speed to save us.
R. O Lord, make haste to help us.
Didn’t expect that on my first day of work for 2011 that I’d hear the terrible news about what has been termed the “inland tsunami” that went through Ruthven St in Toowoomba and caused a shiteload of damage (infrastructure, possessions but more tragically, human damage and carnage). And then knowing that all that water that went through Toowoomba (a town that is freaking well 700 metres [that’s about 2100 ft in the old measurements] above sea level) was then going to make its way down the Toowoomba range and through the Lockyer Valley (and that’s caused a tremendous amount of damage which has been heartbreaking to see footage of).
Now all that water is heading for the catchment areas surrounding Ipswich and Brisbane and that puts the SE Queensland metropolitan area at risk. By the time I caught the 12:55pm Gold Coast Express train (along with at least 1000 other commuters) to head home the Brisbane River had already broken its banks and the bikeway and pedestrian way that hugs to the side of Coronation Drive was underwater. I know of one person that I deal with professionally in the course of my work duties that might have been affected by flooding at her house. Hope that she and her family and loved ones are doing ok tonight and have managed to get up to higher ground.
Church friends who live out near Ipswich have been in my prayers too.
Been spending tonight with the radio on, listening to updates and checking the Bureau of Meteorology’s QLD Flood Warning Centre website. Unfortunately, with the radio on I am now having to suffer through listening to Justin Bieber (*hurls up dinner*), but that’s a small price to pay to hear what is happening currently.
Heard from my manager and other senior staff at work that we shouldn’t come into work for the next couple of days given that the Brisbane CBD has been contemplated to be flooded tomorrow or Thursday. Now that I’m sort of middle management (at least going by the level that I am now), I’ve had to try to pass the word on as well to other more junior (in terms of levels, not in terms of their ability) staff. I guess this means then that tomorrow and Thursday will be spent at home relaxing rather than panicking and in prayer for resolutions to this terrible natural catastrophe.
I am proud however of the government agency that I do work for. I know that my colleagues from around the rest of Australia will be doing their darndest to help and assist Queensland and northern NSW taxpayers in this time of deepest need and horrendous loss (in material possessions and human lives).
The versicle and response above have been on my lips most of the day. Along with the usual questions that pop into mind whenever natural disasters occur. My faith isn’t shallow, but by gosh it’s hard to just simply trust that God is somehow allowing all of this to happen for some purpose that we humans have not been let in on. I wonder why those people at Postman’s Ridge who were trapped in their houses when the wall of water rushed through their little part of this wide land and swept them away had to die? Why now that Victoria might be in for flash flooding? Why northern NSW is also flooding too?
O Lord, make speed to save us. O Lord, make haste to help us.
For anyone who wants to help out with donations to the Queensland Premier’s Flood Relief Appeal, donations will be gratefully received and those wishing to make donations are requested to donate online. For those within Australia, donations totalling A$2 or more will be tax deductible. If not, your prayers are definitely requested too.