Well, be it my fault or not, one of the wires recently was nearly burned. Chris happened to notice it. Not sure what kind of damage it would have caused, but thankfully my ever-alert husband saw it and we had it repaired.
It had been overloaded.
I know exactly how that wire felt. That has been me lately.
I thought something challenging might be on its way ... I had prayed about it and asked God to help me through ... whatever it was. And then the robbery happened.
Perhaps it doesn't seem like too big of a thing, but for a woman who has been desperately trying to create a home in a place that feels so dark and evil, and then that beautiful little nest is trampled over ... well, perhaps you can kind of understand.
And in these trying days, i have cried out to the One who knows me and to Whom I play my symphony. And He has heard my cry. Yesterday two wonderful surprises came to me ... and they touched my heart in ways that only God knew I needed.
One was news of a major change happening on our program. The second was a package from Danielle ... It lay on the bed when I entered. Chris had set it down when he came home from the hangar. Inside was a book with the picture of 2 hands holding a nest of eggs. Hidden inside the book's cover was a precious hand-written card. The date typed on the outside of the envelope was 3 days before the robbery happened. The gift that brought healing was already on its way before the hurt stung.
And the hope that I had believed in did not disappoint me. Instead it gave me wings to hope ... and hope again.