This morning my husband’s phone rang while he was still asleep, and I would’ve let it go to voicemail but it was our daughter calling. She never calls her dad this early, and I was reluctant to answer. When I did, she asked if I’d seen the news.
“What happened?” I was almost too afraid to ask.
She told of the terror she felt just hours before when a tornado tore through the town and touched down just a mile and a half from where she lives with my two grandchildren. There was damage to her downtown business, apparently caused by the roof that had flown off a nearby building. My grandson usually works Fridays at the restaurant there, but for some reason he did not work last night. Thank God!🙏🏽 There were two employees still working when the tornado hit, though, and they escaped safely.
Since yesterday was a travel day for us, I was well aware of the bad weather that was going to hit later in the day. I’m grateful for weather forecasts that tells us what to expect and plan for. I’m grateful my daughter’s family and home were protected. I thank God for keeping my family safe.
But it is good for me to draw near to God: I have put my trust in the Lord God, that I may declare all thy works. ~Psalm 73:28
