The wind chill was 29 here today. 29! To my knowledge, it is still October, and here in the great state of North Carolina we pay very high gas taxes to avoid freezing temperatures before Thanksgiving. Also, my children would like to propose a creative restructuring of the corporate structure of our household. I may be facing a hostile take over if we can't play outside soon.
To me, this storm was chilly, and I worried about losing power. I wondered if we would get iced in and we dug out the other box of winter coats.
But today, my heart broke for the people that I know who wouldn't be spending the day warm and snug, fixing up their beautiful new homes. I was thinking about G and A who can't get into their housing until 4:00 every afternoon. I was thinking about R who lives in an abandoned building where someone was murdered on Saturday night. I prayed for them and I prayed for me. I prayed that during these dark, cold months, God would give me the courage and vision to warm some of those fingers and toes. I prayed for patience with my cooped up children. I prayed that God would help me be faithful with the abundance I have.
Because I really do believe in prayer.
Also, there is a very special arrival we are preparing for. More on that soon! Don't want to wait...well, too bad. And no, I am not pregnant.