Day two. We had a bit of a scare last night when I smelled and then saw smoke pouring from a light after turning the electricity on. So we turned it all off, which still meant no water. My husband stayed up for a long while making sure things were safe. Today, after returning from a coffee (and bathroom) run, driving through tall weeds, I noticed small, bright yellow flowers scattered throughout the lawn. Those spots of creation brought a bit of light to the cold, dark, rainy day. A glimpse of brighter hours ahead? Whatever comes, God’s love is steadfast.
I will sing of your steadfast love, O Lord, forever; with my mouth I will proclaim your faithfulness to all generations. –Psalm 89:1
Bread for the Journey 