Volume 28, No. 10
March 9, 2003
Damming Evidence
It generated hope long before electricity.
The Hoover Dam was started in 1931 during the Depression, so plans to build
the world’s largest dam on the Colorado River drew thousands of needy people to
the Arizona-Nevada border to be part of a project worth $4 billion in today’s
money. To prevent dangerous and destructive floods that ravaged the area each
year, engineers chose to put a huge concrete wedge across the river at Black
Canyon, near Las Vegas, the only site with the solid rock needed to anchor the
massive structure. Work began when earthen barriers were built above and below
the construction site to temporarily divert the water and leave the riverbed
dry.
The first of 7,000 workers then set about cleaning off the loose rock from
the thousand-foot cliffs on both sides of the river. These “high-scalers” used
pry bars and jackhammers while seated on what looked like playground swings at
the end of very long cables that were hoisted up and down the craggy rock face.
The “hard hat” was invented here when workers below protected themselves from
falling rock by covering their caps with coal tar enamel. In all, the high-scalers
knocked off enough rock to fill a train nearly 160 miles long.
It took another half year to dig through 40 feet of muck and debris on the
riverbed to reach bedrock. Only then could workers begin the mammoth job of
pouring concrete for the five-foot-high blocks that were stacked on each other
to form the dam. It was the equivalent of a cement truck arriving every second,
24 hours a day, for two years.
By the time the dam was finished on September 30, 1935, 112 men had died.
The first was a worker who drowned. Ironically, the last fatality was that
man’s son, who suffered a fall. But the sweat and sacrifice tamed a raging
river, turning desert into fertile farmland. Harnessing the potential of
falling water generated electricity that changed the entire southwest, bringing
light and power to millions.
Even now, the concrete is still hardening, so the dam gets a little stronger
every day. A close bond still unites the families who worked and lived together
at the site. “We all came from somewhere else,” says Alice Brumage. “But we
weren’t so close that we didn’t welcome other people from somewhere else.”
Let the church say the same because we, too, are engaged in the all-important
process of channeling the power of God through our lives to bring light and life
to needy people desperately trying to find a way out of darkness and depression.
But let’s realize it won’t be quick or pleasant as the Lord prepares us for
that.
Sometimes it takes a crisis to divert us from the rut cut into our lives by
time and habit, one that leaves us dry and empty so God can do his work. Even
then, we can only be anchored to the Rock after He pounds, pries or scrapes away
anything on the deceptively unstable surface of our heart that would give way
under pressure, hurting those around us. That’s an agonizing, sometimes ugly
operation that shakes us to the core, but we’re still not ready.
Once the debris of our former life lies dumped on the bottom of our soul, the
Holy Spirit scrapes away the rubble to the underlying Rock, the only foundation
upon which our new role and identity can be securely built. The waste and
failure are removed forever, to prepare us for our new purpose. Then, with
others of like mind and heart, we’re cemented into the family of God to help
channel and change the flow of life in a way that reveals the transforming
energy of God.
It’s a process born of blood and sacrifice but the end result brings living
water to parched lives; light and spiritual electricity to those in the dark.
“May you experience the love of Christ... Then you’ll be filled with the
fullness of life and power that comes from God... By his mighty power at work
within us, He can accomplish infinitely more than we’d ever dare to ask or
hope.” (Eph. 3:19,20) Whatever the task, He can do it, if you’ll be the
conduit. To see if you’re letting God power your life, look for the damming
evidence.
By Rick Gamble, published in Cross Current, the weekly newsletter of the
Followers of Christ congregation in Brantford, Ontario, Canada. Reprint at will
in not-for-profit publications. To subscribe, contact
sgamble@bfree.on.ca