Prompt: Above there are tanka and a haiku. You know what to do. Write some for yourself and to share.
Gratitude Today: I had an adequate amount of sleep. I drank less soda. Alex and I had SeaBreeze for lunch. My phone came back after resetting itself a few times. Life is, and I thank Jesus for it.
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The verdict is in; my Galaxy S8 does not require replacement. The battery has expanded and prised the back apart from the front. My guru can fix it, so that is one colossal expenditure I shall avoid. Thankfully my OtterBox has kept it together thus far. Another week of weirdness should be all the phone gives.
I get the feeling Your hands touching, soothing me Practiced perfectly, My reaction is in kind, Relatively well-balanced.
I cannot tell you I do not know all the words, For his meaning, see.
Love is no vague tale, It is solid as the selves shared With the two of us.
Sometimes you win all, Others you lose more than ought Fortunate are times When you discover graces You never dared to think real.
This morning at some point, 40,000 households in Douglas County, Georgia, serviced by GreyStone Power lost electrical service. It was after 2 am for me because that is when I went to bed. If you need proof I sleep like the dead; I did not know a thing about it. However, when I woke at 7:30 am, it was very dark. I plotted a path to the restroom with a flashlight and returned to bed.
‘The power will be on when I get back up,’ was my thought as I snuggled in. When I got up at 10:30 am, nothing electrical was working.
Usually, if I have a warning, I charge up everything and make sure I am prepared. This storm, at least for me, came out of nowhere. I do not have a weather radio due to harrowing previous experience with one in my past existence.
At 10:30 am, I was shaken and had nothing that was not sugary to eat. Even my cell phone would not work. You can key the scary music, because this is one of those situations where I am terrified.
I got in the Explorer and drove to the library. God must have known how bad I needed some people, because a young gentleman and lady asked me was it open after I had gone to the door. It was not. We talked a few minutes and agreed our cell phones were out, hers’ being Sprint and mine Boost, which uses Sprint’s towers. They were there to vote, and that was partly my purpose.
I went to town for food and ate at Del Taco’s outdoor table. I had to be where I could see people, even in cars.
I went to Sam’s Club and bought some dog food, drinks, and food. When I returned home – the power was still out. I had perishables in the refrigerator and freezer at risk, plus groceries I had just gotten. I cried and prayed and hoped.
Around 5 pm, the power came on. I have been loving my house and my things since. I have repeatedly said, “Thank you, God!” I am still without computers, but how sweet electricity is.
About that thing where everyone runs to the store to buy sandwich fixings and water, maybe milk, I get it now. Some things will teach you they are true. I got schooled today.
Do not let the weather catch you sleeping, as Boy Scouts say, “Be Prepared!”
Wookie and I were playing. I threw her toy, and it hit the rice bowl I made in maybe kindergarten, maybe first or second grade. I knew it was terrible; then I heard the china hit the ceramic. The delicate china at that velocity under gravity’s influence stood no chance. It shattered, as you can see.
Sometimes we are like delicate china, safe enough until a tempest of trials and troubles hits us out of the blue. Maybe it is the winds of change in our finances or our health—the loss of something or someone we hold dear. We break, and we feel we are permanently damaged, but we are fortunately more resilient than china.
Somehow with God’s help and the passage of time, we recuperate and usually become more durable than before. We learn from the problems. We have so many reserves of strength and such power to overcome adversity.
I am not sure what to do with my broken keepsake, but God knows by sending us through the fire that he refines us and fuses our brokenness into greater faith and reliance on Him.
I did not have a post for tonight. I had been away from home today, spending time with one of my most favorite people—nothing like broken memories to set me straight.
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