Ever have one of those days where you just are havin’ a really, really, really hard time being Thankful and Grateful?
I’m confident everyone knows what I’m talking about.
So let’s start off with what’s easy to be Thankful for:
Tyler called last night!! Yippee Jesus!!
My new pantry
Some of my treasures that helped me make cinnamon rolls the other day
And now on to that thing that is not so easy to be grateful or thankful for:
Yesterday, as you all know, was a day of prayer and fasting for J and C specifically and adoption in general…
Well Dw decided to go by the rental after work, just one last time, sweep it out and call the landlord to give him the key….(for the record, he has not been a happy guy since the day we signed the lease)…..it has been very cold here and the ice has held on…..Dw was walking up the flight of concrete steps and fell down the steps – pulling his arm that had surgery just last year backwards and hit his head really hard….he called me immediately to tell me that he had hit his head cause it really hurt and he had banged it good.
Then he went into the rental.
He went up the flight of stairs inside only to discover that 18 hours earlier when he and a few friends had come to get the last of the stuff out….someone had suggested plugging and filling the laundry room sink with hot water to try to get it really clean (scrubbing had not worked, the sink is that porous cheap-o stuff that holds everything onto it)…..
only trouble was that the door of the laundry room had been accidentally shut and the running water? Yeah.
And so he walked in to 18 hours of running water..
the counter tops in the laundry room collapsing
water everywhere – all over the Pergo….
Could it get anymore fun?????
Yup it could!!
Ya’ know the landlord that hasn’t been happy for the last 11 months?
Well where did all that 18 hours of water go?
Ummm, well the room directly underneath the laundry room
is where the landlord stored all his furniture.
Oh my stinkin’ gracious.
Dw called me immediately.
We were in disbelief.
Both us wanted to throw up.
Both of us cried.
Both of us thought of running away.
Come on Lord!! What the heck??
Yes, it was our mistake, but come on.
How ’bout a break here?
And so….today would be Thankful/Grateful Thursday. And I’m just wondering….Whose stupid idea for such a day was it anyway?? Oh yeah. That’s right. It was mine. Dork!
What was undoubtedly a “word from the Lord” this AM was that Elizabeth climbed into bed with Dw & I….we already had Jubilee, Elijah and Isaiah snuggling with us too. The very first words out of Elizabeth’s mouth were: “Hey, let’s play the thankful game!” =)
Out of the mouth of babes….
So here’s the stuff that the Lord said to me yesterday the second I hung up the phone from hearing about the water….”Remember what you mediated on for a full year a few years back? “In EVERYTHING give thanks for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you…”
Okay, so my response when He spoke that to me was not, “Oh yeah! I remember!! Yippee Jesus! We are lovin’ this….awesome….super….fantastic….what a blast!!
No, I am a human being, who said, “You’re kidding, right? Give thanks for THIS??”
Dw called the landlord and has not heard back from him. Joy.
And just incase you think how bad can this landlord be?? The day we were moving into the rental he stopped by to tell us that someone (thanks Mark!) helping us move in had gotten an oil spot on the driveway. He then came into the house and scolded us for having a jacket laying on the pool table. At that moment we should have threw the kids in the car and threw that bad boy into reverse and squealed our tires outta there.
So let’s see: As a deliberate choice I am going to say I am grateful/thankful for the water everywhere in the rental. (Oh my gracious, you would not believe how my fingers fought me typing that!!) ARGGHHHH
And lastly, on a completely separate note….Dw is leaving for NY today….his mom had surgery and is being moved to a nursing home/rehab place for the next 6 weeks or so…….the plan is for Dw to bring Mark back with him for the next 6 weeks or so. Mark loves us to pieces and plans to live with us when Mom is gone…but we don’t think he is going to come easily as he wants to be near mom….so we are praying….it will be challenging to say the least….he has lived in the same house all 70+ years….(he is probably about the equivalent of a 5 year old)…has quite a routine….a paper route….walks downtown everyday for a glass of Pepsi here and a glass of Pepsi there……and so it will be lots of changes…..
And what are you Thankful/Grateful for this Thursday?