Dear God:
Today, I am thankful for a safe and warm shelter in the midst of a wild April snowstorm.
With a furious winter blizzard creating hazardous conditions outside, we're safe within our little house, warmed by the new furnace. We don't need a thing as long as we have power. We won't starve (note the full pantry, refrigerator and freezer), we won't be bored (note the cable television, Internet access, and stack of books and DVDs from the library), we won't miss a workout (note the exercise equipment in the home gym), and we won't be helpless in an emergency (note the cell phones and good neighbors). However, if the storm lasts for more than a day, I think I shall catch the dreaded cabin fever.
After we struggled to retrieve the Sunday newspapers, T wasn't too disappointed about missing his daily walks. I let him explore the backyard around mid-morning. He romped in the over 3-foot high snowdrifts near the fence before running to the side garden to do his business. The winds were too strong and the snow too deep to warrant more than a few minutes of exposure. Soon, T was back in the house, enjoying a vigorous rubdown (aka "heine wipe") and a delicious treat, very happy to be warm and dry and loved.
For this blessing, I am grateful.
Amen.
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