I woke up to the sound of thunder and lightning flashing outside my bedroom window. Groggily stepping out of bed, I made my way upstairs to check out what was going on. The rain poured down in a sticky, sleety mess. By the looks of it, the rain had been coming down since daybreak, and it showed no sign of stopping soon.
Since it was a Tuesday, I had to get to school, though I was very surprised school had not been called off due to the rain. (It would freeze in this temperature and make the roads icy and unsafe.) At 10:00, our class was in art. A teacher came to the room and told us that we would be getting out early. All of the boys in the room completely freaked out, dancing around and hollering. (But I guess that is what you have to expect having 5 girls and 15 boys in your class…[Can you sense my eye-roll through the screen?])
Later that day, at home,-it was still pouring out- I was standing in the living room. And the lights- they just flickered and went out.
“Great. No power,” I muttered as I tested to see if the lights really were out- they were. My family gathered some flashlights for that night. Since we had a generator, we could turn the lights on in my parent’s room and work the fireplace. As for the rest of the house, we had to get around with candles or flashlights. We emptied out the fridge because the food would rot otherwise.
It was tough without the electricity, but we had lots of laughs playing board games. (You should see my dad imitate a horse jockey while playing Guesstures! 🙂 )
That night, we fell asleep in my parents’ room, hoping the power would come on by the morning.
It did not. The rain was still coming strong, with everything outside completely covered in ice. (Like, seriously, even the grass was frozen over.) Even the strongest trees wilted down, overcome by the frozen precipitation.
I had no idea how much I took electricity for granted until then. But at least I have a generator… What about the Haitians? They never have electricity, on stormy nights, they don’t have a large house to protect them from the winds. At least I still had running water, but the Haitians? Never.
The power came back on yesterday, and I am SOO thankful for it. But also, I ask that you please continue to pray for others who the storm might have hit.
I love these verses my mom, Jennifer Lee, put on her blog:
You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. -Romans 5:6