Thoreau Flood

 Yesterday, monsoon season continued as expected, but what came after has not happened this bad in over 10 years... The Great Thoreau Flood.  Our backyard and drive way turned into a literal river.  I had to rescue our dog Nikida back onto the porch.  The rain had stopped and she had gone out to relieve herself, but in the 2 minuets she was out... the flood hit.  Robby had just walked from the front window to the back, and back to the porch...and it hit between leaving the back window and the front porch.

 We had to wait till our driveway stopped being a river to get over to the church. The church got hit too.  Our back field, which last week we used for a cowboy church service, was "Thoreau Lake" yesterday.  We were blessed with sandbags from the Fire Department, and bagged every door of the church to keep it from leaking through the doors, more than it had at least.  We had pizza and fellowship after cleaning up the church.

Even more unbelievable was the flooding out of the train tracks.  These tracks have been used since the 1890's by first the Mitchel's lines and now the Amtrak and Santa Fe Railroad.  Trains were waiting till about 9 till 10 pm for the water to go down and the tracks to be cleared off enough for the trains to pass.  At 6 pm when I took the pictures, the tracks were still flooded out... It was totally and unbelievable sight!

~ Traveller Gal, out!

In Kansas...

Five weeks on the plains. 

I love my family, both birth and adopted.  I love our friends.  I love getting to see everyone and catching up on what has been happening for them and for us.  LOL, what I dont love is the "big city"  and the Kansas prairie.... I hate alergies.

It has been good to be off the field for so long, it let me know just how much Dine Bikeyah is really home.  I knew my health does not like Kansas in the summer, but I did not know that my body is just not built for the prairies.  Thank the Lord for creating green tea, it helps me SOO much!

But in all honesty, I have been learning alot about my faith and my calling while out here.  I have come to see myself not just as a teenager (even though I haven't been one for 9 years), but as a woman of 29 years.  I have realized my heart is in serving on the rez, and that in that my heart is for mentoring youth and children.  I have also realized my passion is for raising the awareness for the needs out on the missions field, especially on the reservations and reserves.  Even though I have been called for a long time, even though I have been ministering on the reservation for nearly 2 years, alot of things are becoming much clearer now than ever before.  Praise the Lord for that!

~ Traveller Gal, out!