You have heard it said some days it would have been better to stay in bed. Well in some ways it felt like that. All was not bad but it just seemed like everything I touched messed up in some way. Granted a few things I had no control over and were bound to happen sooner or later . The worst being the vent pipes running from the furnace and hot water heater fell apart. They were in need of replacement for at least 2 years now but we rent .The landlord has known they were getting rusted out but , well you know that story about landlords.
So as I struggled to patch them together well enough so we could at least use the hot water , I was filthy from head to toe. Tracked a mess running up and down stairs for tools which took me a bit to clean. But as I struggled to figure out how to rig something that would work till the landlord gets his act together and fixes the problem , I vowed to stay calm.
As I was working away I had Steven Curtis Chapman's new song Do Everything going through my head. In lifes everyday circumstances , when you play the role of Charlie Brown and the tree eats your kite, you miss the ball to win the game,get a rock instead of candy or whatever it may be , how we react in large part tells us our spiritual temperature. The first thing I did was just ask God to help me deal with it without anger and to glorify Him by reacting in a manner that shows the indwelling Spirit conforming me to Christ. No elaborate prayer just Lord , help me out.
In the past I have not always reacted that way.My Irish temper would rise and take hold. But this time I crucified the old man and did not let him rise . I rested in the strength of Jesus even when fixing a messy,old ,fallen down bunch of pipes.
So that was some of my Charlie Brown day . But the good news is , getting the rock that is Jesus to stand on is a very good thing in this Charlie Brown world.
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I know that you had a Charlie Brown day, but you made my day. I know all you ladies, out there, are thinking, "Poor woman, he tracked a mess through the house and now his long suffering wife has to clean it up."
Not in my world. I got home from visiting friends, after work, and he made my supper. Then, he asked me if there was any laundry I needed washed for tomorrow. I got up this morning and all the soot has been cleaned up, too.
The moral of the story is even though you had a lousy, messy day you still thought of me and how to make my life easier. What a guy. Thanks Babe. I'll try not to blow the vents, when I take a bath. Love you, Mrs Reg
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