The house is quiet, everyone is still asleep. It's a grey drizzly day, perfect for staying at home, watching movies and football.
We rang in the New Year safely despite the clamoring of "code orange".
I will admit to one moment of terror, around three this morning when I woke up to pitch darkness. At first I thought Amy had turned out the night light, then I realized I saw no light at all. I couldn't see any clocks, the cable box, not even the hand in front of my face. For a brief moment in my sleep induced haze I wondered if that glass of cheap champagne at midnight was some how spiked with something that had left me blinded. I stared around the room looking for any glimmer of light and found none.
I was too sleepy for hysteria, but some bizarre thoughts did cross my mind.
Then, I heard the kids were still awake in the living room...laughing.
I knew the world was okay.
There must have been a power failure.
I crawled back into bed vowing to worry about it later.
I know there will probably be other days in this new year when I find myself in momentary darkness.
I hope at those times too I stop and listen....and realize there is no need to panic.
Psalm 18:28
You, O Lord , keep my lamp burning; my God turns my darkness into light.
