We
definitely had some tropical experience yesterday, and this time I’m not
talking about gentle breezes and a trip to the beach. Starting about midnight (at least that’s when I was first awakened by the sound of rain
“pattering” on the roof) and lasting throughout the day we had our share of
tropical storm force wind gusts. They
were accompanied by pretty severe rain. Downpour
for several minutes with 20-30 mile per hour gusts (at least), then relatively calm
for a while until the next wave came through.
I always enjoy watching the smaller of our two sycamore trees bend in the
breeze. I don’t think it’ll snap. At least it hasn’t yet …
Fortunately
for us these were just the outer bands of Hurricane Hannah as she made her way
onshore down south of Corpus Christi.
The rain was not a bad thing for us.
Chris always delights in not having to water the grass, and said grass
always seems to prefer the rain anyway.
Something about a drink directly from its Creator, I guess …
The
winds and/or rain apparently knocked out the feed from the Astros broadcast
truck for a while. I managed to pick it
up on my phone so I didn’t miss any of the game. They restored the broadcast on the TV after
just a batter or two, though. And the
Astros came through with the win.
Springer hit his yearly opening of the season home run. He was just a day late to continue his string
of homers every opening day. McCullers
was back on the mound, and he looked pretty strong, albeit a little
erratic. Two games down, fifty-eight to
go (plus playoffs).
Today
we see what kind of shape our outdoor arena under the retreat center is
in. I don’t think there will be any issues,
other than maybe some soggy parking areas.
Here we go …
Ephesians
2:10 says, “We are God’s workmanship,
created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us
to do.”
Father,
thank you for the rain. Please join us
at worship today. Amen.
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