My town is prone to flooding. It doesn't do it too often, but in the last 2 years it has flooded both years. Last year was a fairly big flood that saw me travelling in an emergency services boat filled with donated food to another part of the town that was cut off. Fun times. This time around was just a minor flood that probably inconvenienced a few people and made a mess of the local park. I learnt a lot from the larger flood (this one was hardly worth noticing). The disaster brought out the best and worst in people. We heard that people were fighting in service stations for the last loaves of bread. And yet people were donating time, money and their own precious food supplies to help perfect strangers. I think hardship really highlights the true person you are inside. I think our first world nations could do with a little hardship so that the generations that are growing up now can have a sense of perspective, and recognise the true blessings they have in their lives.
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