I live in Oklahoma, USA. For the past several years, our state has been in a severe drought. The rivers, lakes, and ponds were empty. Our churches held pray for rain days last summer. We did not receive instant gratification, but God was acting upon those prayers. This spring, we have received record rain fall. Some may call these floods and rainy days bothersome, but they are people who did not pray for crops to be watered, cattle ponds to be filled, and lakes to be filled for general public water requirements. They are people who care nothing but for their own convenience. Never considering where their next drink of water will come from.
All praise and glory to our loving and merciful Father for his gift of this needed rainfall. All our lakes, rivers, and ponds are full and overflowing. Thank you Father for your gifts to those who do not deserve such. We love and honor you. Amen.
Pictured below is the Washita River in Oklahoma, one of the previously dry rivers and now full to overflowing. The name Washita is from two Choctaw Indian Tribe words, Owa Chito, meaning big hunt. This state had millions of American Buffalo traversing the land in herds that would take up to four days to pass by on their migrations when they exhausted the grass supplies in an area.
Our rivers are not just red from the flooding. They are normally red. Our state name, Oklahoma, is an Indian name meaning "Land of the Red Man", most of the Indian tribes were moved to Oklahoma in the 1800's in order to control them and let the white man steal their lands legally, and most of the soil is red too. Isn't our Holy Father wonderful? If all flowers, trees, land forms, people, etc were all the same color and look exactly alike, wouldn't it be a boring and hideous world? Thank you, Father.
All praise and glory to our loving and merciful Father for his gift of this needed rainfall. All our lakes, rivers, and ponds are full and overflowing. Thank you Father for your gifts to those who do not deserve such. We love and honor you. Amen.
Pictured below is the Washita River in Oklahoma, one of the previously dry rivers and now full to overflowing. The name Washita is from two Choctaw Indian Tribe words, Owa Chito, meaning big hunt. This state had millions of American Buffalo traversing the land in herds that would take up to four days to pass by on their migrations when they exhausted the grass supplies in an area.
Our rivers are not just red from the flooding. They are normally red. Our state name, Oklahoma, is an Indian name meaning "Land of the Red Man", most of the Indian tribes were moved to Oklahoma in the 1800's in order to control them and let the white man steal their lands legally, and most of the soil is red too. Isn't our Holy Father wonderful? If all flowers, trees, land forms, people, etc were all the same color and look exactly alike, wouldn't it be a boring and hideous world? Thank you, Father.
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