As I write, the light from my dimly lit candle wanes, flickering on the walls of my game room where i am snuggled in my recliner, in front of my electric fireplace which burns cold since our power went out 5 hours ago.
Mulling over good “word of the year” over the past week as I’ve nursed sickness, I’ve thought “Joy”, followed by “Organize”, and multiple other attempts to find just the right word.
I’ve spent much of the last week alone, mostly to keep germs away from my loved ones, but I’ve enjoyed the solace to be honest with you.
I’d say my Joy is being tempted today, on the very first day of the year. I know it’s a first world problem to complain about no electricity, but it’s also chilly in my home, which has no other source of heat.
I cannot organize anything because it’s far too dark… so that one is out, too.
As I wait on the power crew, I wait in the Lord, convinced He wants to do good, knowing that He HAS done good? but just waiting for Him to Show up big again.
Power in my phone is less than 10% now so I’ll sign off.
Happy New Year!
Journey-For-Life 