Changing Attitude

Warm but way too wet for me to sit on the porch. Rain coming heavily for the past half hour, pouring on the roof and splattering in puddles at the edges of the house. I think of the leaks in my roof and cringe, see the water in my mind’s eye soaking the rafters and running onto the plywood ceiling of the porch, where I wasn’t able to get plastic.

Yet I am reminded to give thanks for my roof. There are many this morning throughout the midwest waking up without homes after the tornadoes. On this...