But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them that those who love your name may rejoice in you.
Most of Friday and Saturday, Easter weekend, is spent by my husband, Danny, and his son, Nicco, in a tireless effort to upgrade Danny's computer, a need that is long overdue. No, I don't take any photos of the process, as granddaughter, Virginia Rose, is visiting, but trust me when I say that the kitchen table remains in a state of organized chaos.
We get up extra early on Easter Sunday to allow us plenty of time to prepare to attend the contemporary service. Danny is disheartened to discover that the drive on the computer that was left running so as to fully install overnight, freezes at 75%. His computer, under these circumstances, is unusable.
Talk about frustration!
"Honey, why don't you retrieve your laptop out of the closet?" I suggest. "That way, you can have a viable computer for now, and not be confined to your phone."
"Good idea," Danny agrees, and hastens to get the Mac up and going.
As I'm focused upon readying Virginia and myself for church, Danny notices a disturbing anomaly with the laptop. The track pad is bulging, betraying an ominous swelling of the computer's lithium battery. If left unchecked, it could catch fire, emit toxic gasses, or worse yet, it could explode! Help! What are we to do?
Danny decides to risk carrying the ticking time bomb outside, and lays it down on a barren dirt section of the yard, praying the entire time that the battery won't fail until after he reaches his destination. This move ensures that if there is an explosion or fire, no tinder would be close enough to ignite.
When we return from Easter services, the computer is, thankfully, still inert. Yes! But we are still faced with the conundrum of how to fix the problem safely and forever.
Enter Nicco! He's come over to complete the PC update, but when told a more pressing issue is at hand, he handles it like a pro. Unafraid and undaunted, he takes the laptop out to the driveway, removes the battery delicately, and proceeds to attack it mercilessly with a mallet and screwdriver. Now the battery is ripe for a long soak in heavily salted water, guaranteed to neutralize it for good.
Whew! Close call averted! Boy, how blessed and relieved we feel.
What begins as an irritating nuisance forces us to discover where the true threat is lurking. Right there in Danny's closet. An evil poised to pounce and destroy without warning.
Danny and I have no doubt that the events of the day are orchestrated by our Lord. It is a wake-up call, a saving grace. The signs are seen, and the signs are heeded without question.
God's protection is spread over us this day, fully and completely.
We are glad, singing with joy, and cherishing His infinite love and mercy.
And oh, how thankful we are!
Are there detours you were forced to take in your life, when you thought it was an inconvenience, but it turned out to be a blessing?