Well, the storm is over and the sound of chainsaws is finally dwindling down. The streets are stacked dangerously high with tree limbs and branches. There are still folks without power in other neighborhoods.
Since it's been too hot to go out to do anything much, I'll show you several pictures of toppled trees from last week.
God shines His light on you. Please join me in breathing a sigh of relief and saying a prayer of gratitude for surviving the storm. I feel in my heart that those who lost their lives in the storms and the heat and the unusual accidents that seem to be plaguing this country are in His arms. I try to remember to pray for the ones still here because even though they know their beloved ones are with Him, it is so hard to let them go. I've been reading Ecclesiastes recently and this verse comes to mind...
There is a time for everything, and a season for
every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die ... a
time to weep and a time to laugh ... a time to mourn and a time to
I hope you have had a good week. Try to stay cool and comfortable and thankful for weathering the storm. Perhaps this week will be your time to dance.