Confessions – Molds
”They confronted me in the day of my disaster, but the LORD was my support.” Psalm 18:18
“My doctor tells me that there are choices that I can make. I can attempt to make my home mold free. But, that is going to be hard living down in the moist river valley. The other choice is to move.”
For some, living along the river has been a life long dream. Some of these properties have been handed down for generations. Being on the river is a way of life… the good life. Pictures in our mind of being out on the boat, picnicking on a sand bar or along the river bring sweetness to our memories. It is unbelievable that this environment we so love could be dangerous to our health.
Could changing living and working environments be beneficial to our health? For my friend, who has developed respiratory problems the answer is all to clear. Considering a dryer and maybe a cleaner environment could have long term health benefits, not only for him but his family. These hard decisions often do not come into play until months or even years after a disaster when the counselors are long since gone. During these times, who is there to support families?
When it is time to seek out wise counsel, who will be their mentors? Who will pray for them when they need prayers? Who will activate volunteers when they need help? Who will cry with them when they need consolation? Their case worker may have written recovered on their paper work. The social workers will have disappeared. To the unobservant eyes, life is back to normal, but to my friend and his family they know the effects of that disaster is just raising its head one more time.
As I bow my head today help me to know that the world is slowly changing as I pray. Amen
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