Feeling Thankful and Rested

Hubby made it to Brazil and is in the Marriott Hotel across from the Cococabana Beach (poor thing). He’s there on business so I doubt he’ll enjoy the beach much but I’m sure it’s a great view. I was actually all by myself in the house last night. I dozed off reading and woke up with a jolt to the ice maker filling with water, that’s how quiet it was. At first I thought it was water in the sink running and started to become alarmed there may be someone in the house, especially since I left the doors unlocked (not smart since we have had some home invasions in the area). After a half a minute of rationalizing that I was not going to get robbed or murdered, I locked the doors, set the security alarm, and headed for bed. I slept like a baby with not one person to wake me up with their snoring or whining to get in bed with me.

I have had a very nice weekend so far. I played Bunco with the ladies’ group at church on Friday night. I won the prize for the most loses. Yep, there’s good in everything. Yesterday, I took my treasured friend, Janet out for a birthday lunch and then we shopped a little. The picture was taken last summer at the zoo.

The church service today was very uplifting (even sitting through it twice to work the power point). Sunday school was interesting, as usual. We are reading a book entitled, “The Sacred Romance, Drawing Closer to the Heart of God.” Good reading…I recommend it.

I check my email after church and found out my brother, Bill, was in a major accident yesterday. Here is part of the email his wife, Debbie (still recuperating from a serious care accident) sent me: “Angels were watching over Bill again. He was driving the mixer truck today and a tire blew. The truck ended up on the passenger’s side against an embankment. Bill was hanging there by his seat belt. The windshield broke into a million pieces and landed on him. He managed to climb up and out the driver's door and walk on the truck to the back and get on a hillside (he was about 10 feet in the air). He is bruised and battered with a few scrapes. Not one broken bone or cut. I am just in awe that he survived at all. After we left the ER we went over and saw his truck. The cab of it is smashed down to the door on the passenger side. The side is smashed so far in that we don't know how there was room for Bill. No one can believe that he lived. There were no other vehicles involved. He was over in Ohio on a dirt road somewhere. Thank God for taking care of him and letting him come home again.”