Power Outage

Tonight our power went out right in the middle of our supper. Yes, we were eating late, really late. (mama hasn't changed to daylight savings yet) It was just starting to get dark outside. The kids have never experienced this before so it was actually pretty fun! (after we calmed Mary and Babycakes down, they were a little scared at first.) I realized we have lots of batteries but have no clue where we have a working flashlight! I DO have candles though. 8 votives and a few big, chunky, solid ones. Our house was smelling pretty good after a few minutes!

We live in a neighborhood that is the highest part of our city, so our view at the top of our stairs is beautiful! We can see almost all of our city from there. We looked out and 1/2 of our city was blacked out.

This opened so many fun questions for the kids! I'd say Ballerina Rosie had the most questions. "Are candles electric?" "I wonder if the lights work upstairs?" "Does the bathroom light work?" "I guess we'll just have to watch a movie tonight instead of reading stories!" "Oh, no what will we do in the morning? How will I see my clothes to get dressed?" With Jedi, it was more about which clocks we'd have to reset and about batteries vs electricity, water and water heater questions. They both had questions about cooking, freezers, refrigeraters and stoves.

After about half an hour the power came back on, I admit I was a little disappointed. It was kind of exciting and fun to see and hear their questions. I felt like a child again. We talked about how things would be different if there were no power. Everything from washing clothes to the food we would eat, like milk straight from the cow and no ice or ice cubes. No tv's, radios, computers. I was proud of Jedi when he said "We really don't NEED those things anyway." so matter of factly. Our bedtime prayers were full of thanksgiving for living in our times, in our modern world.

During this short time, different things went through MY head. I couldn't help but think about it being Palm Sunday. Such an important day. Such an important week. "The Week That Changed Everything!" I thought about God and our world. I thought about all the visionaries and warnings. I thought about Fatima and Medjugorje. I thought about how in an instant our world as we know it, could change. It could stop. I even caught myself looking out the window a second time to see if the other half of the city was still on.

Am I ready for something like that to happen? Is my soul where I want it to be? God gives me a choice, to choose Him, or the world. Every day.

I choose You, Lord, I choose You. But I still need help doing this. I am weak. Lord make me strong. Help me to be always ready. Lord, help me. Lord, make me a saint.