Saturday silence (with one important exception)

“Low in the grave He lay”  is an old hymn repeating in my mind.

Low in the grave He lay—
  Jesus my Savior!
Waiting the coming day—
  Jesus my Lord!
  Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
  Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Vainly they watch His bed—
  Jesus, my Savior!
Vainly they seal the dead—
  Jesus my Lord!
Death cannot keep his prey—
  Jesus, my Savior!
He tore the bars away—
  Jesus my Lord!

“Turn on the heater; make coffee!”

My early morning mantra “I don’t want to get up; I don’t want to get up.”  But “projects” are demanding attention!! Thankfully, after a little effort, delicious coffee!! ~~ Per meteorologist Al Roker, NBC-TV Today show, 7:17 AM: “Sixteen million people at risk.” (Severe weather.)