Who Could Ask For Anything More?

Psalm 77:18
Your thunder was heard in the whirlwind, your lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked.

(The event described here occurs last Saturday evening.)

We've been enjoying pleasant and generous rains off and on for four days now.  Such a blessing to the thirsty earth!  Yes, there is thunder in the distance, yet no serious storm has yet to materialize.  But nothing, and I mean nothing, can prepare us for the ear-splitting, ion-charged blitz of simultaneous lightning and thunder that we later learn strikes two towering pines in our own too-close-for-comfort backyard!

And in a twinkling, >POOF< goes the internet!  (Why our electricity doesn't follow suit will forever be a mystery.)  We are right in the middle of viewing a favorite program via computer when all is lost.  Naturally, we are frustrated, but oh, so much more than this, we are shaken to the core by the electrical vibes permeating our bodies.  What a disconcerting and alarming sensation this is!  It's as if every cell in our beings is on reset, and in desperate need of renewal and reaffirmation.  Praying to God is, for me, the immediate move!

Once we sense we are in recovery, my husband, Danny, contacts our internet provider via phone.  The advice to reset our router is useless.  We than decide to play several rounds of backgammon to pass the time before he gives our provider another shout-out.  The courteous woman who answers the phone tells Danny he will be on a brief hold.  Brief???  Are you kidding?  Danny is still waiting.

And waiting.

And waiting.

When he finally gets through to a helpful human being, the answer is, even though we have Comcast Business Class, we won't be back on line before Tuesday.  What?  Wait a minute!  You people can't work faster that this?  Our contract promises we are guaranteed to be up and running within three hours of the outage.  What's up with that???

Hmm . . .

I guess an act of God supersedes whatever promises a company can make.

And just maybe, that's something all of us should ponder.

After all, who is large and in charge?  What idols draw us away from the realization that we are connected to God, always and everywhere, no internet required?

Yes, a powerful lesson is learned, and the omnipotent, omniscient Father whom we serve is the source of all wisdom, love and grace.

And for us, miraculously in light (no pun intended) of what has transpired, He is our faithful protector and shelter in the storm.

Could we ask for anything more?

I don't think so!

Amen!