We had some wild weather tonight. Our deck was covered in almost golf-ball size hail that piled up probably an inch thick. We have dents in our cars and holes in our siding. Thankfully there weren't any tornados and we are all safe and sound. My parents live on the second floor of their building and so does Mikey. I'm always glad to see a storm end with everybody safe. Tomorrow I will get ready to have our very good friends over for dinner. I love doing that. We are going to talk about what we have come up with for a trip together in Jan. or Feb.
I heard a new song this week that really expresses some things I have been thinking about lately. The good Lord didn't bless me with the talent to put my thoughts down on paper so I'm glad some other people are able to do that for me. Sometimes I wonder if I have made a difference. Sometimes I wonder how people will remember me or even if they will. If I am remembered, this song talks about how I hope that will be.

I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such'n'such... it wouldn't matter much

I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an "atta boy" or "atta girl"
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world

I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy

I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthy list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy

Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, "Well done, good and faithful one..."