I sit here in my warm office this evening thinking of just how frigid the air is outside. We were not the recipients of much snow in our geography, but the cold is biting. The news today was all about gridlock and peril in parts of our country that are not used to the cold or copious amounts of snow and ice. “Parking lots” on highways and car wrecks by the droves.
But the underlying story I did not hear from the media was two groups of people. First, those that are forced to live and endure the outdoors in this type of weather because of misfortune. I served dinner last Sunday night at our local homeless shelter and my mind is on the faces…children, women and men alike suffering. Secondly, those that serve; police, fire, EMT, military, power company personnel, medical, hospice, and yes, when people die, funeral directors. None of these people take the night off because of the cold.
We are a nation that cares and will answer the call of duty when needed. I pray for those that are cold and find themselves where they never imagined. I pray for those that are serving at this very moment in conditions that are nearly unbearable. I give thanks to God that I am here, blessed and humbled.
There but for the grace of God, go I. This means I too, like someone that suffered misfortune, might have suffered a similar fate, but for God’s mercy.