It
rained. But not the rain that falls
gently from the skies and soaks quickly into the thirsty ground. Oh, no.
This was the kind of rain that comes with lots of wind and noise and cascading
torrents, yet when you look out the window you realize that the sun is shining
but wet stuff is still pouring from the sky.
And
then I went to the dentist. I had a
filling that partially fell out (eating
that infamous WalMart fried chicken.
When will I ever learn?), and the dentist fixed it. Now, I confess. I was looking forward to milking that dentist
trip all afternoon and well into the evening. And I did have a bit of a
headache from holding my mouth open all that time. I mean after all, going to the dentist is painful, right? Well, unless it's Blair Jones in Mansfield, Texas,
that is. He is the master of no pain
dentistry. But in spite of my
predisposition to expect plenty of pain, my new dentist here did a pretty good
job, too. But, hey, no one had to know
that. I could still go with the headache
thing right? At least that. So I returned home, all set.
But
did I mention that it rained? Well, it
rained. And Chris came into my office
before the numbness in my mouth even wore off and told me that we had a problem. A problem with … the tree. Same tree. Same problem. I went with her into the back yard, and sure
enough, another huge limb had crashed into our fence. Fortunately, we still had Nathan’s chain saw
on a stick (Well, that’s a relative
term. I’m still not sure how that made
me fortunate. It’s presence meant that I
had to actually use it). So once
again we began the arduous task of lopping off limbs and chopping them up into
smaller pieces and hauling them to the street.
This
time we made another discovery. As we
cleared more and more of the branches, we realized that the telephone
connection wire had popped loose from the house and was hanging down in the
tree. That would also be our internet
connection, so I climbed back on the ladder and cut down some more. And then I was able to see that the cable TV
cable was also strung through the branches, just waiting for the proper gust of
wind to rip it from the house as well.
And just above that was the entire electricity cable. Needless to say, that tree got quite the
scalping this time around. And once
again, I’m sure there is a life lesson hidden in this story somewhere, but I have
to go to water exercise class right now.
Feel free to respond with poignant theological implications.
1
Corinthians 9:19 says, “Though I am free
and belong to no man, I make myself a slave to everyone, to win as many as
possible.”
Father,
thank you for the rain. Our grass is
loving it. Amen.
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