Last week, the outside air conditioning unit servicing my bedroom froze. I slept in the living room with a fan. The temperature inside hovered around 80. I have little tolerance of heat in this menopause phase of life. Oh, how I longed for a cool place.
Yesterday the repairman came and did a little maintenance. The house is normal again.
God promises a cool place when its hot. A promise we take to heart in North Texas. More often than usual this week I called on Jesus to take to control of my thoughts. What a Savior!
