This damp cold Sunday afternoon marks the start of our seventh night without heat, electricity, hot water, or internet. Though our little town was thankfully spared the awful flooding that damaged so many communities in the path of “Sandy”, we were not spared damage from high winds which toppled hundreds of trees and power lines.
Walking my neighborhood, I still see downed power lines and houses with crushed roofs and porches. I hear the roar and smell the exhaust from generators of those able to find gasoline to fill them.
For sure, it has been stressful. We’ve been cold and uncomfortable. Nerves are a little raw. Still, all in all, my overwhelming emotion is thankfulness. For despite the discomfort of the cold and inconvenience of lack of utilities, we are safe. What’s more, these challenging days have brought out the best in so many. I’m thankful for my next door neighbors who have generously shared with us their refrigerator and the warmth of their furnace, both of which are hooked up to their generator. I’m thankful for another neighbor who distributed firewood from his pile so everyone on the block could have warm fires in their fireplaces. I’m thankful for friends with hot water who have offered us hot showers. I’m thankful that we have a natural gas stove and that our dark kitchen has been able to serve as the cooking station for several families. I’m thankful for daily gatherings with family and friends and the mutual comfort and encouragement we’ve been able to offer each other. Most of all, I’m thankful for God, my never-ending source of strength, sustenance and comfort. Even in the darkest, coldest of times, His power is everlasting.
Blessings to all and I hope that wherever you are, you feel God’s presence, in the aftermath of this terrible storm.