Let there be light...

There is nothing like the power going out to remind us of everything we take for granted. We had quite a lot of ice here and our power went out Saturday night and then came back on for a few hours while we were at church. It has been out again until just now (Tuesday midmorning). Thankfully my resourceful husband hooked up a generator so we could run some things in the house, like lights in the evenings so we could take the flashlights away from the crazy children and my sewing machine so I could work on some projects I really should have done a month ago. I am dependent on electricity for everything and found myself in a fowl mood without the "finer things in life" -- like going out to the garage to warm up milk for the baby on the camp stove and no hot baths or showers, let alone laundry that is piling high. Someone pointed out at our church service on Sunday that going without electricity forces us to simplify things and think about Jesus' birth. While that is true in the respect that we are without distracting entertainment (we can't go on the computer and my stir crazy 4 year old can't watch Cinderella and is forced to play with a flashlight), most of my life is harder without modern conveniences. So, here am I am just stating that I love my electricity and how easy my life is. I am very thankful for my house and all its fancy appliances and my handy, wonderful husband who made me happy by powering up the generator. Now back to reflecting on Jesus' birth in comfort....