Pausing to Pray - Hurricanes and Earthquakes

Greetings Dear Reader,

I am going to use my writing time this morning to pray for those fleeing from the storm, for those trapped by it, and for those impacted by the earthquake in Mexico.  My dear friend Jeff stated things so well I will just quote him.

“To all my South Florida family and friends, those I know well and those I don't. I want to help prepare you for what you’re going to experience. This is not to frighten you but to help you - The storm is not like anything you can really prepare for. It's not a stay at home off of work party for several days - but a life changing event. The fury will shake you to your core. The storm will spawn tornadoes and cause even more destruction. If it's a direct hit on Broward the devastation will be like nothing you've ever seen. Having your house boarded up is good but it will not protect you from tornadoes. Pictures are nothing like the real thing. You will be without power for weeks. No a/c, no way to cook, keep food for very long. Some of you won't have a work to go back to. Being able to depend on friends and people close by and far away will make a big difference. Community will be important. Helping each other and taking care of each other is what you do. Your friends want to know that you are alive as soon as possible. If you can leave please do. They should open the expressway to only go north on both sides of the turnpike - so use it. I know many of you can't leave - your taking care of others - helping those who can't help themselves - your running to the storm. I get that... The government can't take care of all of Florida so be prepared there will be little help at first. There is no safety net for this kind of devastation so just get yourself mentally ready. You will be numb for awhile. We will come for you. So just hold on. We will be praying for you all.”

Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season – Jimmy Buffet

Squalls out on the gulf stream

Big storm commin' soon

Passed out in my hammock

And God, I slept till way past noon

Stood up and tried to focus

I hoped I wouldn't have to look far

Sure could use a Bloody Mary

So I stumbled over to Loui's back yard

And now I must confess

I could use some rest

I can't run at this pace very long

Yes, it's quite insane

I Think I hurts my brain

But it cleans me out, then I can go on

There's something about this Sunday

It's the most peculiar gray

Strolling' down the avenue that's known as A1A

Feelin tired, then I got inspired

I knew it wouldn't last long

So all alone I walked back home

Sat on the beach and there I made up this song

And now I must confess

I could use some rest

I can't run at this pace very long

Yes it's quite insane

Think I hurt my brain

But it cleans me out, then I can go on

Well the wind is blowin' harder now

Fifty knots or there abouts

There's white caps on the ocean

And I'm watchin' for water spouts

It's time to close the shutters

It's time to go inside

In a week I'll be in gay Paris

Hell that's a mighty long airplane ride

And now I must confess

I could use some rest

I can't run at this pace very long

Yes it's quite insane

Think I hurt my brain

But it cleans me out, then I can go on

Yes it cleans me out, then I can go on

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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