No Control

Did you know that we're not in control of our lives?

Seriously, it's true.

It's horrifying!

And I was never more aware of this than on a stormy night when the power went out in our little ghetto home once again.

It does that, once a week or so now.

It's awesome.

This incident was particularly annoying given it's timing.

The power went out about 5:30 pm last night. We got home about 5:45 pm

Stellar.

We put the Pook to bed about 7:30 pm as usual and proceeded to play Battleship until we literally couldn't see our boards anymore and had to give in and go to sleep.

And then the storm set in.

And it was a doozy.

That's right, I said doozy.

The wind howled, the rain poured and the lightning was electric enough to rival the Las Vegas strip!

And Pookie was not happy.

He was up almost once an hour from 9:30 pm until 2:30 pm.

He was crying.

And I was crying.

It was all very bad.

And in the midst of being angry over having no control I found myself praying and thanking God for the protection of our house. We may not have had power but we had a roof over our heads and we were safe.

And while I was praying Pookie calmed down and went to sleep and the storm ceased.

I finally dozed off to sleep only to be awakened when the lights flashed back on all over the house at 2:30 am.

Little did I know that the light in Pookie's room was on too...

Don't worry, he let me know at the early hour of 5:40 am when he called me to come change his dirty diaper.

Another thing I have no control over.

But I guess I don't need to have control.

I just need to know the one who does.

*And on a totally unrelated topic: The next post will have pictures, I promise! We've been landscaping...and getting dipped in the lake! I'll post those soon!