FLOOD (by Frederick Richards Leyland Caldecott)

When the swollen rivers burst their bounds, the waters roll o?er the broken banks without direction or control; with devastating force the water surges like a sea submerging in its flood familiar landmarks ? field and tree. So in life, when too much strain is put upon the Soul the elemental forces of emotion take control, and flood the mind with tides of anger ? passions breaking free ? sweeping past the crumbling banks of poise and sanity. When the flood has had its way ? the waters leave behind havoc, wreck and desolation? So within the mind ? Build up high embankments made of patience, love and trust ? that when Life?s great storms break over you ? as break they must? You will guide the current of your thoughts as it should go; thoughts that run in God?s deep channels will not overflow.