Article November 3, 1997 Issue

Lifted above the flood

Brenda Edith Flint

It was the day some friends and I were booked to go by rail to Longreach, a town in Queensland, Australia. Although I was rejoicing in the day, I began to experience tight chest pains. I spent an hour or more praying with the truths I found in the Bible Lesson for that week from the Christian Science Quarterly. I prayed to go forward in our journey, with the thought of sharing love and companionship with all we met and acknowledging God's care and man's spiritual nature in all situations.

At six-thirty that morning one of the friends going on the trip telephoned. She said: "You will have to cancel the trip. You are flooded in." I had not yet looked out my window or been conscious that it was still raining. Then my one son's wife rang at seven-thirty. "I don't want to alarm you, but the roads out of Laidley are all flooded." A while later, I heard from my other son, who expressed similar concerns.

About ten o'clock I set out by car. I didn't get far before I came to water running across the road. When I got out to test its depth, I could feel the broken road surface under my feet. The water was above the height of my exhaust pipe, so I turned back home.

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