Our power was out for a couple of hours this morning. One of those "severe thunderstorms" the midwest is famous for rumbled through, though this one seemed to thunder on longer than usual. I found myself getting disgusted, thinking of all the things I wasn't getting done. So I prayed, and the gift I received was patience. I thought of all those things again, and decided I could do them one at a time, when the power came on. So I listened, really listened, to the rain hitting the front porch, to cars out on Main Street, to a lone bird braving the storm. I eventually took a good nap, and woke up just in time for the power to come back on. Funny how that works...
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