Is it ironic that I’m listening to “The Age of Worry” by John Mayer while outside of this metallic shell of a vehicle the ice has formed, dark in some patches, glare in others, smashed and jagged in others – worry in every aspect of “safe travel”!
Outside there is a sense of apprehension in the air. Drivers, pedestrians, the unseen angels are collectively holding their breath and perhaps the bank of prayers are receiving additional deposits today…some in the form of I.O.U’s, others pre-paid, while some “fast-cash”…though prayer is prayer even in times of need and protection.
“This is the age of worry…and say worry get out of here!”
Be safe, where ever you may be today, and I hope that you make plenty of deposits in the prayer bank today, tomorrow and in all kinds of weather!