There are times in our lives when we recognize God's hand of provision and protection when we unintentionally find ourselves in a potentially dangerous position.
One evening I was at Gaisano Mall on JP Laurel Avenue to get a much needed cell phone load card when an extremely heavy rainstorm came that lasted hours. It is always hard to catch a taxi during rain, and this evening there were shoulder-to-shoulder people waiting for a taxi, jeepney, or tricycle (motorcycle outfitted with a one-wheel side cab/3 passengers).
I was blessed to see Claire, our music teacher, also trying to catch a ride home...and her six foot plus tall brother Curtis visiting from a China university. Glad she invited me to join them. We had to walk a block away from the mall to a corner before we finally caught a tricycle that slowly plodded through waters. The second time we had to turn around because water was too deep for the tricycle...Curtis had to push it up a small slope for it to be able to continue driving. THANK YOU Curtis - flash flooding rescue angel #1.
This was our street...and we had to go forward to get to our respective homes. I had suggested earlier that if got to the place we could no longer ride through the water, that the three of us link arms and slosh on (me in the middle of course as I need the most support for balance!).
We were at that place of no longer riding our breezy, wet but much appreciated tricycle...but God was in control of the "little" details. Exactly when we could ride no further, right snack dab behind us was the high riding SUV of friend/teaching colleague/neighbor Steve St. Clair - flash flooding rescue angel #2. After dropping off Claire and Curtis, Steve insisted on driving me half a block back to my apartment building. OK,..walking through water for one in early 60's with definite mobility issues was risky. (A Davao City oncologist had ordered me: "Do not fall!")
A family of friends shared on Facebook their seven inches of water in their living room, 13 inches in their bathroom, 38 inches on the street in front of their house, BUT they had no tap water. After taking most things upstairs and raising the rest to keep them dry, they went to help the neighbors. I was shocked when I saw them the next evening at an event and the weary but cheerful couple reported they were all cleaned up...thankful for a "super duper" helper and a garden hose through the window to wash things off.
That was the only time in my experience that this area next to Faith International Academy had flooded even a few inches. I never would have guessed that a simple trip to the mall needed the help of two flash flooding rescue angels for me to remain standing and to get home with no broken bones...but God knew and provided via two big-hearted big guys.
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| Good Samaritans push a stalled jeepney along a flooded JP Laurel Avenue in Davao City Wednesday night (3 May 2017). MindaNews photo by Manman Dejeto |
One evening I was at Gaisano Mall on JP Laurel Avenue to get a much needed cell phone load card when an extremely heavy rainstorm came that lasted hours. It is always hard to catch a taxi during rain, and this evening there were shoulder-to-shoulder people waiting for a taxi, jeepney, or tricycle (motorcycle outfitted with a one-wheel side cab/3 passengers).
I was blessed to see Claire, our music teacher, also trying to catch a ride home...and her six foot plus tall brother Curtis visiting from a China university. Glad she invited me to join them. We had to walk a block away from the mall to a corner before we finally caught a tricycle that slowly plodded through waters. The second time we had to turn around because water was too deep for the tricycle...Curtis had to push it up a small slope for it to be able to continue driving. THANK YOU Curtis - flash flooding rescue angel #1.
This was our street...and we had to go forward to get to our respective homes. I had suggested earlier that if got to the place we could no longer ride through the water, that the three of us link arms and slosh on (me in the middle of course as I need the most support for balance!).
We were at that place of no longer riding our breezy, wet but much appreciated tricycle...but God was in control of the "little" details. Exactly when we could ride no further, right snack dab behind us was the high riding SUV of friend/teaching colleague/neighbor Steve St. Clair - flash flooding rescue angel #2. After dropping off Claire and Curtis, Steve insisted on driving me half a block back to my apartment building. OK,..walking through water for one in early 60's with definite mobility issues was risky. (A Davao City oncologist had ordered me: "Do not fall!")
A family of friends shared on Facebook their seven inches of water in their living room, 13 inches in their bathroom, 38 inches on the street in front of their house, BUT they had no tap water. After taking most things upstairs and raising the rest to keep them dry, they went to help the neighbors. I was shocked when I saw them the next evening at an event and the weary but cheerful couple reported they were all cleaned up...thankful for a "super duper" helper and a garden hose through the window to wash things off.
That was the only time in my experience that this area next to Faith International Academy had flooded even a few inches. I never would have guessed that a simple trip to the mall needed the help of two flash flooding rescue angels for me to remain standing and to get home with no broken bones...but God knew and provided via two big-hearted big guys.
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