Yesterday was one of those days. If it could go wrong, it did.
When your home is on wheels and you’ve just taken a 3000 mile trip, things happen.
Life is quite different living in a 5th wheel, and what we’ve found on this trip is…if you have a power problem, you have many problems. At the beginning of vacation, when the electric jacks wouldn’t release, and breakers continued to blow, it should have been our first clue as to the problems that would soon entail.
I won’t even bore you with the long list of power issues we patched while on our trip, but last evening when we pulled into Pennsylvania in the rain, had a little mishap that ended with a dent in our 5th wheel and pickup, pushed the “extend” button on the jacks with no response, brought out the hand crank and proceeded to break it off, spent 10 minutes (in the rain) searching for “lost” trailer keys, and opened the refrigerator to a thawed freezer and a spilled jar of pickles (you can use your imagination as to where all the pickle juice was)…well, those are only a few of the “little things” that were going wrong.
Last night, I felt overwhelmed. I could only imagine how frustrated and tired My Big Boy must have felt after having driven 20+ hours and having “every little thing” go wrong. I can’t say we handled it all well. Now that I think back on it, I believe I was the first one to yell. (Darn it!) But this morning is a new day.
I tried making my list to God this morning. “Lord, the jacks aren’t working, the slides aren’t working, the trailer has a dent” and on, and on, and on. A little “cha-ching, cha-ching” kept going off in my head. (I promise you, I haven’t even begun to let you know all that needs fixed) But somewhere in my prayers, I’d lose my place on the list…it went something like this…
“Lord, the jacks aren’t working”….”thank goodness you have a safe place to sleep”
“and it’s going to cost a bunch to get it all fixed”…”thank goodness you have a steady paycheck”
“and we came home with a boat that needs fixed”…”a boat? some people don’t even have a car”
“Lord, I’m just so tired of all the little things going wrong”….”that’s just it, they are little things…you have a friend whose husband is battling cancer”
And that’s how it is with God, He brings you back to a place of peace. To a place of thankfulness. To a place of praise.
So, this morning as I fill my bowl of soapy water to clean up pickle juice, I’m singing…”Great is Thy Faithfulness, Great is Thy Faithfulness, Morning by Morning New Mercies I See”. I am so thankful that I have God to turn to, and He is always there for you and me. And my place of peace, I’ll just remember this scene from Wilson Lake…
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