I have spent the last few days literally in a knot, worrying about and praying for the poor people of the Gulf Coast. My memory is not short about these horrible acts of nature's fury as my mind goes back to the chaos and destruction Hurricane Hugo sent our way in 1989. That dreaded knot in my stomach is forming again as a result of the otherwise sweet name of Hanna. Our area was without power for almost a month after Hugo. Can you imagine?
Amazing how quickly the unfortunate shoe on a group of people can be placed upon your own foot. I'm not ashamed of begging in advance for your prayers for our area. Our market economy was already in a state of near crisis and now... Hanna.
Just goes to show you that in life, some days you are the Pigeon, flying around without a care in the world, depositing where you wish; and some days you are the STATUE, receiving those deposits! If you can't chuckle about the bad times, what can you do?
On a serious note, will you please pray for our fine folks in South Carolina?