|A totally unrelated picture... but one of my recent faves. I only wish he'd stay this still without the "pone" in hand.|
Here's today's tally:
1 out-of-town, outside-of-cell-signal husband
1 visit from the plumber
1 repainted wall (after Liam drew on it while I was writing a check for the plumber)
1 dozen eggs dropped at Trader Joe's
1 piggy bank dropped and shattered on the kitchen floor
1 minor but very traumatizing car accident (a hit and run, no less)
1 new house purchased
Seriously, I'm not sure today could've been much fuller or much worse, all with a husband out of reach. Our half-packed house is a complete wreck, and Liam and I could both use a bath.
At some point in my life, I probably would've told myself, "God doesn't give us more than we can handle." But actually, I don't find that to be true at all. I don't even find it in Scripture (it's a misquoting of 1 Corinthians 10:13 - a great article on that here). Today was much, much more than I could handle; it felt like a lot like drowning.
The truth is, in those moments of suffering that are far too much to handle, He is with us. When someone told me, "I think you need to just take a deep breath, take a shower, and thank the Lord that He spared you," it all hit me and the tears came (again). He spared us today. He protected us today from anything worse happening, and we were mere inches from so much worse. He is so good, He never left us, and I'm pretty sure tomorrow can only be better.