Father, Forgive Me...

"This is the day that the Lord hath made, I WILL REJOICE and BE GLAD in it!" I've realized that for the last week, I've focused on making sure everyone was aware of what we were "weathering" here (literally). I've highlighted the rain and winds and lack of sunshine. I've bordered on complaining!

I'm sorry. I'm thankful for a dry, warm house. I'm blessed with a fireplace and a husband who builds us a fire when it's cold and damp inside. Despite the winds, our electricity, internet and cable have only gone out for brief periods of time! I've had a chance to rest up, to read more and to bond with my husband and children. I've had a great excuse not to schedule any unnecessary meetings. Our pantry and freezer have plenty of food, and the coffee pot is ready at a moments notice. We don't live in a flood plain, nor are we in danger of landslides. Our vehicle keeps us from having to wait in the rain for public transportation and get soaked from walking in the rain. God is good, ALL the time...even in the storms. Why He's so good to me, I will never understand!

Many are truly hurting in this time. People all over the world have lost everything they had and people that they love in storms, tsunamis, earthquakes, war. Christians in some countries are being physically tortured for their faith in Christ. Father, forgive me for whining about a few days of rain!