I Woke Up

I woke up this morning to a quiet, dark house and a little body crawling into bed with me whispering that she was cold.

I woke up this morning to no power and an inside temperature of 58.

I woke up this morning to the outside thermometer reading 19.

I woke up this morning to the realization that there would be no hair dryer for me, no oatmeal for the 18 month old and no Curious George for the four year old.

 I woke up this morning to no home phone and a cell phone that provides spotty reception since we live surrounded by trees.

I woke up this morning to the need to put coats and gloves on the girls while we sat and ate our breakfast.

I woke up this morning wondering if I would be able to manually open the garage door allowing me to take my oldest to preschool since my husband who typically does that kind of thing is out of town.

I woke up this morning to the realization that for too many this is their everyday existence being cold and trapped with nowhere to go to escape the ache in their bones.

I woke up this morning and thanked God for my blessings realizing that I have been blessed not to hoard them as they will rot and stink just like the manna of old did for the Israelites, but I am blessed to pass them freely along with an open hand holding tightly only to the One who will never let me go even if my hand threatens to slip away from His.