Shelter....

I heard the snow plow come through around 5 this morning, and as I curled up a little deeper under the covers, I was once again reminded of my good fortune to have a warm home and shelter from the storms of both weather and life.  I know many people are not so lucky. As we have endured the coldness of the last few weeks, with the wind biting through my heavy coat and hurrying in from the cold each time I am out, I am reminded that many are without the basic shelter that I often take for granted.

I am lucky to have a fire to sit in front of whenever I want.  I have a warm home, with heat available at the touch of a switch.  I can curl up under an electric blanket if I am still cold, and I have warm beverages to heat my insides when I need a boost.

It is not an entitlement to have these good things.  I take them for granted, but they could easily be taken from me, as they have from so many others.

In this cold season of winter, I am grateful for the shelter of my cozy abode.  It reminds me that God is my shelter in all the storms of life, and he is where I will find eternal shelter for all time.