{"id":639,"date":"2014-08-12T00:00:02","date_gmt":"2014-08-12T00:00:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=639"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:50:20","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:50:20","slug":"august-12-epic-rain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2014\/08\/12\/august-12-epic-rain\/","title":{"rendered":"August 12 epic rain"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Detroit Metro Airport in Romulus set a record with 4.57 inches of rain, more than doubling the previous high-water mark, 2.06, notched in 1964. . . .
\nOn the southbound Lodge near Six Mile, with no movement on the freeway, folks with nothing to do except wait for the road to clear were standing outside taking iPhone photos and chatting. A van also was submerged in several feet of water.” \u00a0Detroit News<\/span><\/p>\n

Tuesday \u00a0August 12<\/b><\/p>\n

We had three guest rooms available last night, just needing clean sheets and towels. \u00a0Good thing. \u00a0Two women on Lansing Reilly\u2019s kitchen team, and one faculty member, couldn\u2019t make it home in the storm. \u00a0Lots of mopping water in the basement too, like a lot of Detroiters last night. \u00a0That\u2019s what guest rooms are for, offering someone welcome.<\/p>\n

Here\u2019s a\u00a0storm story from today\u2019s News<\/span>. \u00a0Teams of divers searched flooded low spots on the roads checking to make sure no one was trapped in a car down there. \u00a0 The diver story brought me back 40 years to the western high plains. \u00a0Five fellow teachers (Red Cloud Indian School) had driven the c. 350 miles to Denver for some reason I no longer remember. On their way home a blizzard overwhelmed them. \u00a0In winter out there it is not uncommon to hear of a car found on the side of a highway with its people frozen dead inside. \u00a0People out there know about that. \u00a0 My friends did too. \u00a0They stopped when they could no longer see past the hood of the car and turned off the engine to keep from dying of gas fumes. \u00a0They told us later that they got quiet, each one wondering \u00a0how much time they had before the blizzard overcame their collective body heat and they began to die.<\/p>\n

Suddenly they heard the sound of a tractor. \u00a0A rancher was driving his fence line in case someone might be trapped in the storm. \u00a0He led them home and saved their lives. \u00a0And every hour he bundled up and got on the tractor and rode the fence line again. \u00a0You never know when someone might need help in a storm. \u00a0 Hospitality is like that, \u00a0sometimes it just needs ordinary chores, sometimes it saves a life. \u00a0Either way, the capacity to open our private places and make someone welcome is how we tell one another that we are all in this together. \u00a0The welcome is the soul of hospitality, \u00a0the chores are its body. \u00a0Both are beautiful.<\/p>\n

Dom Helder Camera, one of my heroes, wrote about welcome in words people who live around here could stand to read on a day like this. \u00a0 Sent with much affection.<\/p>\n

Blessings on your day.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

john sj<\/p>\n

Today\u2019s Post\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n

It is possible to travel alone, but we know the journey is human life<\/p>\n

and life needs company.<\/p>\n

Companion is the one who eats the same bread.<\/p>\n

The good traveler cares for weary companions, grieves when we lose heart,<\/p>\n

takes us where she finds us,\u00a0 listens to us.<\/p>\n

Intelligently, gently, above all lovingly, we encourage each other to go on<\/p>\n

and recover our joy<\/p>\n

On the\u00a0 journey.<\/p>\n

Dom Helder Camera \u00a0(1909-1999)<\/b><\/p>\n

\"Dom<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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