Well some boxes of "stuff" got wet, but no damage to the contents. What I'm doing now is moving the stuff from one box to another. This also gives me a chance to look at what was in the boxes. Here's a memory.
While going through my divorce, I had very little money (some things never change) and two little ones at home to watch. To pass the time I played with baseball cards, sorting the 100,000 I had at the time and then I also painted some ceramic. It was cheap and it keep my mind off of life.
I found some of the things I painted in one of the boxes that gathered the rain.
Through my divorce I gave my heart, soul, mind, and body to Jesus. Now I battle by the minute to keep this commitment pure, but I thank God for something called Grace. I bathe in it daily.
Here's a last one that is in my bathroom. I take this to heart.