The past couple-a weeks have been a real doozy.

A guy I know was stabbed to death and I'm still kinda shocked. I don't even know what title to give him...he was more than an acquaintance, since we used to chill in the same circle, but he wasn't a close friend either. According to those close to him, he was probably the most "ready" to meet his maker, out of anyone they know. Before I type one of those cliches on death I think I'll change the topic.

C.O.T.
Then there was The Great Hurricane.
According to the law of averages, and the satellite tracking records, Ivan was meant for us. It was coming straight for us, and I for one, was worried. The whole Monday night I was trying to figure out what I should bother trying to save if our roof was destroyed. And I prayed, of course.
But then Ivan veered southward and all we got were storm conditions.

I didn't complain. I didn't feel cheated.
All I did was turn my face skyward and thank the Lord.
And then the news on the chaos in Grenada came in. We had been spared at their expense. I know it's not our fault but I can't help but feel a little guilty.
They need our help.
CBC Grenada Relief Fund
Bank of Nova Scotia
Account no. 9003497

Let's pray for Jamaica next.