No Power, Still Blessed
I’ve been without power for almost three days now — and the forecast says it’ll be at least another day before it comes back. This morning, my first instinct was to wake up angry about it. But I made a conscious choice: not today.
Instead, I got up, pulled everything good out of my refrigerator and freezer, and brought it to the office where I could store it safely. That alone felt like a small win.
Before heading back home, I stopped at McDonald’s for a coffee and an Egg McMuffin — and I paused to be thankful that I had the money to do that. Another blessing.
Back at home, I turned my attention to the yard. I knew my battery-powered tools wouldn’t last long without a way to recharge them, but I gave it a go. And wouldn’t you know it — I managed to mow both my front and backyard on one charge. That has never happened before. I was racing against the clock, but it got done. Huge blessing.
On my way home, I found a little bookshelf on the side of the road — exactly what I’d been looking for. Right there, waiting for me. Another blessing.
Later, I stopped at Taco Bell. I usually do the drive-thru, but for whatever reason, I went inside this time. The air conditioning was blasting, and it felt like a mini oasis. A cool space, a little break from the heat, and something yummy to eat. Another blessing.
Yes, my house is still hot. But somehow, it’s cooler inside than outside. Another blessing.
I was filthy from yardwork and braced myself for a cold shower — no electricity, remember. But the water wasn’t bad. It was actually comfortable, and I was able to get clean. Another blessing.
Earlier in the day, while transferring food to the office freezer, I came across a forgotten steak and an ear of corn I froze last summer. Even without power, I’ll be able to grill myself a beautiful meal. Yet another blessing.
What amazes me is this: none of these things would have felt like blessings if I’d stayed angry. But choosing to look for the good has opened my eyes to all the little ways God shows up for me. And even on the hottest day of the year — in a house with no electricity, no air conditioning — my heart feels full.
Because God is good. Always. Even here. Even now.
Journal Prompt:
Think about a time when things didn’t go as planned. What blessings were hidden in the discomfort? How did your attitude shape your experience, and what might shift for you if you chose to see today through the lens of gratitude?
