TEENS BY CANDLELIGHT
I’m letting my doctor off the hook for being on vacation when I punctured my lung and fractured my ribs. That’s because he and his family went through a tornado the same week.
They were on a lake a couple of hours north of where I was, in Minneapolis, and it happened the day I was released from the hospital. It was, as they say, a dark and stormy day.
Well, up at the resort where my doctor, his wife and three teenagers were, the owner suddenly started throwing stuff furiously into the boathouse, and told them they’d better go get in their cabin. Across the lake came what looked like a huge, dark thundercloud – but by the time they got to their cabin, they could see branches, dirt and particles of who knows what swirling all around inside it.
The winds were horrendous. Hundreds of trees were uprooted and slashed. But the five of them and everybody else at the resort were fine.
For the next three days, they were REALLY roughing it, as they had no electricity or other amenities. No TV! No laptops! But that was OK: they spent the days on the water, and the nights inside, playing cards by candlelight.
On the third day, as the lights came back on, the doctor’s foster daughter sighed, “Awwwwww.” She’s 14. Turns out those were the sweetest moments of family togetherness she has ever experienced.
Sometimes there’s a calm before a storm. Sometimes, it comes after.
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Prayer request: How would you like to be out of town, with a wedding to go to and a carload of people, and have your car die at the order window of McDonald’s on a Saturday morning? That’s the plight of our sister in Christ, Penny. Father, we lift her and her car to You for the ultimate “service station.” May her car get fixed promptly, and may she be a blessing to all as she remains calm and sure of Your oversight in this current pickle. (Matthew 11:28-30)
Saturday, July 09, 2005
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