Blessed By Living In Vero Beach

Okay, I'll admit it. Sometimes I rub it in to friends who live across the Midwest and in the Appalachian Mountains that I live in a beach town in Florida. I mention riding my Scooter (Greta) to the office this time of year, often without a jacket on. I send picture messages of the thermometer reading from my van showing the warm temperatures. I send picture and text messages when my Bride and I walk on the boardwalk along the beach. I can be a real stinker that way. I know that I have been blessed beyond measure to have the privilege of living in Vero Beach.

This morning, as I think about friends in Lousiville, KY, who have been without electricity for more than 24 hours, with temps below freezing, there are no arrogant thoughts about living in Vero. Only prayers that the ice storms that have wreaked havoc in a large section of this nation would subside, that crews are able to restore power quickly and that life can return to "normal" for those affected. I know that similar prayers were offered up for us right after Francis and Jean both made landfall within 35 miles of my home a few years back and we were without power for two different 10-day stretches. I still would rather be without power in 90-degree weather than in sub-freezing weather, folks. I still am praying that power is restored quickly and that my friends will see the light and move down here with us in "Paradise on Earth" (my nickname for Vero). I still praise God every day for the privilege of living here and serving Him at Vero Christian Church!