Hurricane Wilma

We are still in the clean up process of Hurricane Wilma's aftermath. We are still awaiting electricity at our house. It has been a blessing to have such good friends and family allow us to invade their homes during and after the storm. We are truly blessed to have these people in our lives. As I look back on the past week, I have experienced dread, joy, awe, sadness and love.

God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea and rides upon the storm.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break in blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
Blind unbelief is sure to err and scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter, and He will make it plain.