Gratitude

This week I am just grateful. So grateful that my younger son is alive and well. Very early yesterday morning, lightning struck his apartment building and the subsequent fire destroyed the complex. He was halfway awake when the firemen beat on his door and told him to get out. This is a miracle in itself. My son can sleep through hours of the alarm clock going off at the highest volume you can imagine.

At any rate, he got out. He had on his shirt and pants and flipflops. No cell phone, no sweater, nothing. When the fire was out he was able to go back in and retrieve some things. Amazingly, his clothes seem to have survived after going through the laundry. None of his electronics and few of his furnishings survived. But as he said yesterday, "It's just stuff." And it is.

The only thing of value that matters to me is walking and talking and going about his business today. His name is Josh. Thank you God for this precious gift.