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Dear Flood Fighter

I just wanted to write you and tell you how proud of you I am. No one told you that you’d spend a week filling, passing, and stacking. That’s not why you came here. But that didn’t stop you.

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Water rises, faith enlivens

So often in times of disaster stories of people leaning on their faith for strength and hope become highlighted in the news or passed on by word of mouth.

Be ready to fight for good in our world throughout your life

When I received a call in Philadelphia on Thursday with the news that Moorhead was facing a new flood crest at 40 feet by the following Friday, I knew that the Concordia student body was going to be called to engage our world like it did in 1997 when student volunteers won the fight over the flood.

Letter from the Editors

After an event as historic as the Red River Flood of 2009 that affected the Concordia community, we thought it was only appropriate to dedicate the last issue of The Concordian to the responses, reactions and memories of students, faculty and staff. We are probably all sick of hearing and talking about the F-word (“Flood,” of course), but this is an experience that none of us will ever forget.

Forced to go home

The hardest part about the Red River flood preparation was not day after day with long hours spent sandbagging.

Refugees from war of the Red River

There are feelings right now that I can’t put into words, but I am sure going to try.

Pay it forward sandbag style

Over the past week, I spent over 30 hours filling, passing, and placing sandbags into impenetrable dikes to protect the homes of the citizens of the Fargo-Moorhead area.

Nature over nurture in flood fight

During the flood of 2009, I’ve heard over and over again that the flood was an opportunity for Cobbers to “become responsibly engaged in the world” or “influencing the affairs of the world one sandbag at a time” by contributing to the sandbagging effort.

One Oakport experience among many

It was getting late on a Saturday afternoon, and I called my parents to ask when we’d start sandbagging.

The sandbag’s call to action

Yawn, a human just woke me from my peaceful slumber,

‘It was worth it’

It was an ordinary weekend, until they set up the table looking for flood volunteers.

Commitment of all kinds

Students were not only dedicated to the sand bagging efforts, but also to their commitments at Concordia.

Where Cobbers gather

On Monday, March 23, a group of Concordia students showed up at a family’s home in south Moorhead to sandbag.

United for a cause

Roman dramatist, philosopher, and politician Seneca once stated, “It is a denial of justice not to stretch out a helping hand to the fallen; that is the common right of humanity.”

‘We were helping. That’s all that needed to be said.’

It wasn’t even an option. Driven by the fear of losing everything you’ve ever had and a feeling of responsibility to our community, we fill. We tie. We pass. We sandbag. For the last couple of weeks, to everyone I know, sandbagging has been like breathing.

World’s best tournament in town