We were driving to the Christmas Eve service 

The evening ahead was sure to be a circus

Small talk with strangers or ones we see once a year 

Do you ever wonder what we’re doing here?

We discussed the zombie apocalypse 

It was the kindest thing I’d ever heard on his lips – that he would have me on his team

Along with an ER physician, a skilled soldier, a world-class chef, and a few others in between

It started to rain hard
The waters trapped my husband’s little sports car 

In the downtown of the town we love

In the underpass, we got stuck 

A man sleeping there awoke and asked us if we had any money 

A few other trapped motorists were quite ugly

One guy started yelling 

The waters rose 

I kicked off my dress flats and climbed in my bare toes 

Up the overpass 

My husband followed and along the way we saw some rats 

Traffic piled up as the rain came down 

Out of the IHOP walked a person dressed like a clown 

He held arrows in his hands 

He started throwing them at me and my husband 

Some other stranded motorists started cussing

One lady was screaming as her car was stuck in the water 

She yelled, “My babies!”

A big burly guy tossed my husband a rope 

He waded into the flood waters 

Another guy said, “Here, take my knife”

The kids were stuck in the car, water was coming in 

It was a matter of death and life 

Arrows and rain were insulting 

My husband cracked into the car with the knife then cut the kids lose

The waters were torrential 

The girl in the car was so little 

She was swept away by the river 

The clown tried to get her

I took off running on the pavement and reached her first 

Turns out a lady in scrubs was there to meet us – she was both an ER doctor and a nurse 

She stuck a syringe in the clown 

He went down

The homeless guy saw and cheered 

For at that same time, his stolen money reappeared 

Both kids were rescued from the river on that Christmas Eve night 

Interestingly enough, everyone made it to the service in time 

Cops and clowns, the soaked, the cloaked 

The rescued, the rescuers, the redeemed, the revoked 

I had a revelation last night as I sat in that pew 

Life isn’t about me versus you 

Even those that throw arrows and ask for loose change 

Are simply trying to find a way 

We’re all helpless babies trapped in flooded cars 

The least among us is who we are 

So we shared a feast – there was a chef 

Everyone was dressed 

In warm clothes

We shared heat and meat

And we laughed at our plight 

The zombie apocalypse is every night

When you’re a human

A King was born 

And He brought a storm 

To every heart 

In every life, He makes a mark

There is no us versus them 

We are all human 

All superstars