The vortex has begun releasing its icy grip on our area. My mind and heart and prayers have turned to those outdoors the past few days. To the lineman who worked tirelessly often up in the air to make sure power was restored to all, to the fireman who found no warmth from the house fire he was putting out, to the policeman who had to see the warmth sucked in record time from a murder victim found outside, to that homeless person who has no where to go to escape the wintery blast. Some choose to brave the weather and others are forced to face it due to circumstance. Either way, I pray that all those who are cold will find shelter and warmth. As you snuggle in your warm bed, I am reminded to count ourselves among the blessed, and to appreciate the simple but true gifts in our lives.
Sincerely with love from your dad,