We are perched on a hill in the Ozarks, not high by Rocky Mountain standards, but high enough to be in the storm when it comes through. A few days before we arrived here, a storm came through and a bolt of lightening hit close enough to destroy a surge protector on a trailer next to where we are now parked. Last evening as we were working on projects, a storm approached and the sky took on that mix of gray, yellow, brown and white that signals a "could get ugly" situation. You begin to count the seconds between light and sound and think of where the solid buildings are and how to get there. This one wasn't that bad and the fix I made to the leaky window held up fine. The grass won't need watering for a few days and Karen and LaVon won't need to water all the flowers and plants they planted the past two weeks. My brief walk this morning revealed a lot of walkways which will need to be "leaf-blowered" when it dries up, but that's the old "cow never stays milked" story we all face in so many areas of life. The storm went its way, left its blessings and its burdens and a calm which let's us know that God is still on His throne, still loves us and has given us a peace and calm to face the new day and the storms which will inevitably come across our hill in the Ozarks or wherever we happen to be.
Yesterday we toiled in the 80's and and right now it's not even 50 degrees. We are not sure yet whether we will work hard or play hard or rest hard today, but in whatever way we are so blessed to be here, to be with people who share the desire to serve God and serve others and to enjoy the storm and the calm it brings before, during and after when we rest in Him and His grace and love. I pray you can find that calm today and even if only for a moment, rest in it and thank God for it. Praise God.
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