Meditation:
 “I’m Blessed”
Miss Edna lives in a small trailer in a community that was hit hard by Hurricane Katrina in 2005. Her home miraculously suffered minimal damage, but the home of her neighbor Mister Bill was another story. He continued to live in his damaged trailer long after Hurricane Katrina was no longer news.
One day he was hospitalized and called Miss Edna and asked her to collect his mail for him. She agreed and for about a week collected his mail before she decided she had better use the key to his place to leave what she’d collected. No sooner had she fitted the key into the lock when door and frame fell with a crash. Miss Edna looked up and saw sky through the ceiling. She looked down and saw dirt through the floor. The whole place was falling apart. Stunned Miss Edna fell to her knees. She felt terrible and responsible. Mister Bill was her neighbor. How could she have not known his living conditions? “Lord, tell me what to do?” she cried out.
By the time Miss Edna visited Mister Bill the next day, the Lord had answered her prayer. “Mister Bill,” she told him, “You’re going to stay with me when you’re discharged from the hospital.” Mister Bill stayed with her until a retired contractor and volunteers from Camp Victor, a joint Episcopal-Lutheran could fix his trailer.
When asked how she is, Miss Edna responds as she always does whether she’s dragging around her portable oxygen tank, fixing a meal for volunteers, sharing her home, pinching pennies, working in her yard. “I’m blessed.”
Miss Edna knows that her citizenship is in heaven and that it is from there that we are expecting a savior who will transform the body of our humiliation that it may be conformed to the body of his glory. (Phil.3:20-21)
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