The Cahill's

A prompting and a blessing.

  I had to run into Big Sandy today to go to the bank and post office. As I started out I was looking forward to listening to my CD as I drove, but I felt this prompting to turn it off and pray. So, reluctantly, I did – all the way there and between the bank and post office.
   While “in town” I thought I would get a dozen eggs because we’re out. As I drove I said, okay God, what do you want to tell me? Well, Dollar General didn’t have any eggs so I went to the little gas and grocery store across the way. As I walked through the produce section I noticed a sign saying they were out of cucumbers. To make a long story short, I offered mine and they were as glad to have them as I was to get rid of them! They even paid me and will want more later!!!
   I think God had me pray just to have me attentive so I would recognize the blessing when it came. It’s so neat to see Him work!

Class is done and I am now a certified diver!
Here are a few more photos of the dives we did today:

Me and my diving buddy kick back and relax after getting all our gear on. (nice goggles! )

Our instructor, Joel Talley, puts us through the paces.
   
Bouy group hug! We used the line attached to the bouy to descend and stay in the area – there was very low visibilty in the lake due to the rain. The line is right before we play “follow the leader” on a little exploratory dive.

Here is the whole group of us in our “super-suits”, aren’t we “incredible”?

STEP Deployment – Flood Relief, Gainesville Tx
 
Waiting for our first assignment…….                                Issuing gloves.

Hauling out the ruins (notice Lori in the picture on the right).

One lady tires to salvage what she can…..another homeowner has to stack it in her front yard to be hauled away.

This lady directs which things to salvage and which to trash.
 
I rip out wet carpet while others clean up debris out of a yard.
 
At the end we sing and pray for the victims, trying to instill some sort of hope and sense of new beginning despite the tremendous loss. The whole deployment caused me to contemplate how quickly a lifetime can be lost. One man had a priceless stamp collection that was now all over the garage floor, muddy and ruined. Another old man had stacks of 8-track tapes and old records half of which were ruined by water. Others had little more than junk, and yet it was their life and memories. They had all traded time and effort for those things that were so quickly swept away, nothing remained to show the value of their effort. Is the foundation of our efforts on the rock of Jesus Christ and the things that last for a lifetime, or have we built up a house of human effort on the sand of worldliness. What are you trading your time here on earth for?