We're refugees

In case you're not up to date with Massachusetts weather, much of the state suffered from debilitating icing Thursday evening into Friday morning. See this story to find out more. Sean and I hardly slept that night as we listened to cracks and the sound of giant limbs tumbling to the ground. We woke twice to ones that bumped the house, the second actually rousing us out of bed for good. Looking out our front window we saw that this one had ripped the power lines off of our house.
Our yard is a waste land of downed tree limbs, many so large we can't even fathom how we're going to remove them. One landed between our neighbors' driveway and our own, with branches that encompassed my car. Thank God mine appears to be unscathed, as does the neighbor's.
This is the one that threatened our cars. Mine was just to the right of the orange cone. See more of the damage below.We couldn't get a hold of Sean's parents Friday morning, and with his dad recently home after surgery, we decided to venture out and check on them. A typical 2 minute drive up the street became a surreal trip through a maze of downed lines and tree branches. We hardly recognized the neighborhood. Thankfully everyone's alright, and no damage appears to have been incurred. However, the day passed and little progress seemed to have been made in restoring power. Evening arrived and the temperature was dropping, so we packed up London and enough clothing and supplies for the weekend and headed to my parents' house in Douglas, where they had gotten merely rain.

So here I am, and here we'll stay until power is restored. As we watched the news last night and they showed the many homes and families who would be braving the cold and the dark for the next few days, I was so thankful for the situation God gave us. Please pray for those who do not have anywhere else to go, they have a longer weekend ahead of them than us.