We have had quite a bit of "bad luck." On Monday, our HVAC system went out completely, even though it was new when we bought our house a little more than a year ago. I don't know too much about these things, but basically the unit outside wasn't compatible with the unit inside, so the whole system has to be replaced. Wednesday night and Thursday, Drew had a fever and was pretty puny. We lost power when a transformer blew on Thursday night while Nick was still at work and there were no working flashlights to be found (scary). No power meant no fans, which meant a hot house until the power came back on, and when you pair that with a sick baby, it means you get almost no sleep. Friday morning brought a baby who appeared to be feeling better, and a tired mommy, desperate for ICED coffee. When I make iced coffee I make it out of cold brew coffee concentrate, so I melt sugar in a little bit of water in the microwave. So...I measured it all out and popped it in the microwave, which came on by itself when I simply shut the door. Goodbye, crazy possessed microwave. I went about my day, cleaning up the kitchen. I loaded the dishwasher and started it, then went off the clean up something else. I came back to a puddle in the kitchen floor and scolded Gus for peeing in the house. But, you guessed it, that puddle was from a leaky dishwasher. Then on Saturday we figured out that Drew has hand foot and mouth disease, (which isn't as bad as the name would suggest, but still, poor baby), and Max has started running a slight fever this morning.
It was so easy to get angry about the HVAC unit going out, and it was easy to get upset about all the other things that happened. It was easy to feel defeated. I started to slip back into that pit that is worry and anxiety and uneasy stomachs. All that stuff, added up, it starts to wear on you. I started wondering if our house would even be standing by the end of the week. I started to wonder if I would even be standing by the end of the week.
I was fighting so hard for joy.
And then this:
What I had been failing to realize is that I shouldn't be worrying about if I would be standing by the end of the week, because I needed to be on my knees. Not just when times are hard though. Always. So I hunkered down, prayed a lot, and listened to this song on repeat. I learned to dwell in Him, hide in Him, and rest in Him. And I started to see all the good things:
When our HVAC system went out, a very qualified friend came to check it out on his lunch break, and then was so nice and considerate, even as he was breaking the bad news to us that the whole unit had to be replaced. We had so many friends offer us a cool room to sleep in, and the kindness we have been shown has been overwhelming. On one of the hottest days of the week, we were invited to swim at a friend's pool and then to eat dinner at my parents' house. I bought and planted some flowers, and they are so pretty and not dead yet (haha!). The weather has been mild during the day and even cool at night, especially for mid-June in the South. I got my parcel from The Parcel Exchange on Thursday, and of all the things she could have sent, Katie sent me an ice cream sundae kit, unknowingly. We were able to get a new microwave, and our new air conditioner will be installed on Monday, right before a week of temperatures in the 90's. Nick and I enjoyed a wonderful date night on our anniversary, and he even surprised me with flowers and some of the most thoughtful gifts. My grandpa, Pawpaw, was able to fix the leak in our dishwasher on Saturday afternoon, and there has been lots of coffee to help make up for the lack of sleep.
We are so thankful for all the good things that we were shown this week. Our friends and family love us and care so much about us...they understand that, even when the things that are going wrong are relatively minor in the scheme of things, it can make you feel defeated and it can be hard.
Jesus makes us able to get through it and to come out of weeks like that, or even seasons like that, with JOY.
Thank you for your prayers and encouragement this week, and for your continued prayers as we dig our way back to the surface. Thank you for helping me find joy.