We had one of those summer storms blow in this morning while Jean and I were walking. Jean and I have a deep respect for the mercurial nature of weather in the Midwest. After all of these years of early morning walking, we know that we can't take unnecessary risks. Today we watched as the sky darkened and then the wind kicked up. Luckily, we had just stopped in Starbucks and so we decided to wait for Mike, Jean's husband to come rescue us. Because he always does. Actually, Mike was driving Michael, their son, to the train so they swung by and picked us up. By the time we dropped Michael
off at the station, it was pitch black and pouring rain but everyone got to where they needed to be safely. God has perfect timing.

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