The whole bunch of our grandkids were here
for a while yesterday to get in some cousin time. We loved it when Josiah (the two year old) showed
up wearing a sock on one foot and the other foot was bare. No shoes.
His explanation? “I have a peg leg. I a pirate.”
Of course.
We had quite a scare this morning. Not about the grandkids, though. They were fine. And not about Mom, although she was up most
of the night again, which meant Chris was up, too. This time it was my computer. I turned it on and it started up as
usual. Up to a point. Then it suddenly turned into a blue screen
and flashed one of those dire warnings about how the world as you know it is
about to come to an end. Well, at least
the world as your computer knows it. I
followed all the instructions as they arrived on the screen. They kept me informed as to what the computer
was doing, but when the process was complete, the notice said nothing was
repaired. It switched to a different
screen with new instructions, and I followed those instructions as well. I am such an obedient fellow. Finally that program finished its diagnostics
and informed me that there was nothing it could do, either. Sadly, I pushed the “Okay” button, certain by
now that a good portion of pour pictures file as well as some key documents
that had not yet been backed up were being systematically flushed into oblivion
…
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a windows screen to bring me good
cheer. I breathlessly watched as it loaded itself,
while I silently cheered as I reached for the shelf.
Then Windows came up as if all was fine,
and I hastily backed up the files that were mine.
Videos, pictures, and documents, too,
all safely nestled in file back up two.
A sigh of relief did come forth from my soul,
that’s enough of the stress that has taken its toll.
Pass me the Legos, a muffin, let’s eat,
And while you’re at it, please turn up the heat.
OK.
Enough of that. I slipped into a
bit of poetic reverie there.
Psalms 66:10-12 says, “For you, O God, tested us; you refined us like silver. You brought us into prison and laid burdens on
our backs. You let men ride over our
heads; we went through fire and water, but you brought us to a place of
abundance.”
Father, thank you for those trials. I guess.
It is hard to remember that they will result in a place of abundance
when I’m in the middle of them, though.
Amen.
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