My facebook status the other day was the excited announcement that we’d packed 50 boxes! Woo hoo! 50 boxes packed AND cataloged for the manifesto (content list) that needs to accompany each box. No mean feat (but made so much easier by our” super book packer” Stephanie, and the Brimer, VanWinkle, and Nanny babysitting teams!!)
So, I was getting myself off to a super productive start Thursday morning and with JJ asleep, I went downstairs with Elijah and Taylah to grab a few more boxes of clothes to finish off.
The night before there had been some crazy rains…
There was a puddle at the bottom of the stairs… just a small one. No biggie. We’d all just avoid it until I could get it wiped up.
But, there was also a puddle a little further away…a BIG one…under our boxes. That was a biggie.
I have to confess the first words out of my mouth weren’t so lovely as I started to look at our pile of 50 boxes and the obvious soakage of some of them, imagining the worst . Then somewhere in the midst of picking up a box, which the soaked bottom actually fell out of dropping all the contents on the floor, I heard my voice say to Elijah and Taylah “let’s stop and pray and give thanks”. The voice was mine, but the impetus was only of the Holy Spirit…and thankfully so. We stopped and prayed (and praised), and began to work on opening the boxes that were soaked not sure what we’d find.
Definitely felt like we were going the wrong way in our packing efforts!
Elijah went and got towels for us while we tried to figure out what to do!
After we prayed, I started to really look at the “situation”. Of our 50 boxes (many many of them books), I realized that there were only about five that were soaked through. There were only 8 or 10 actually in contact with the ground…Matt had put many of them (including all the boxes of books) just slightly off the ground (yep, definitely my superhusband!), and they were all dry!!!
As we looked through the damaged boxes, I found myself singing praises…not because I was reacting amazingly well, but because I had a peace that was well…just there inspite of me, a peace in my soul that just needed to praise God.
All Taylah’s clothes totally fell out the bottom of one box, and when I picked them up the water was running off….I guess they were already pre-soaked for the washer. No biggie! I opened up a box of toys and several boxes of puzzles were beyond soggy. But when I opened the boxes themselves, the puzzle pieces were still in plastic bags. Definitely no biggie! There was a kitchen box, a big one…yet when we opened it, there were only a few very sturdy things that were wet. No biggie again. I didn’t want to open the craft box. I had packed two boxes of craft stuff…in one we had put all my craft paper on the bottom and I was anticipating a clump of paper-mache. But I opened the box up and did a little dance…it was NOT that box, but instead a box with different craft supplies IN plastic boxes! Not even close to a biggie!
Yes, we had to repack 5 boxes…well, we still have to repack them as we’ve been letting some things dry out, but of all the things that could have gotten soaked (very old and special books, our homeschool materials, photos etc…), nothing that got wet was something that couldn’t get wet!
It wasn’t a big deal at all. But, in our exhausted, over-stretched state right now, it might have just been the drop to overflow the bucket (pun intended). Thankfully, instead it was a chance to be reminded that God is in control of all things, and that we can rest in that.
There were some WET boxes!
I spent much of the day thinking about people who have lost everything in real floods. Lifting a soggy box off the floor and watching everything drop out of it was one thing, but I can’t even imagine what it has been like for people whose homes have flooded 3 and 4 feet deep and everything has been completely ruined. I can’t imagine the trauma of that. I am always so amazed at the beyond bleak situations that people have to walk through in this life, and yet those who know Jesus are praising and exhibiting such supernatural peace.
Truly, no matter what is going on in our lives, we never have a reason NOT to give thanks to God when we consider what the alternatives could be!
So, we’ve got all of the boxes off the ground and we’ll be re-packing numbers 45-50, and we’ll continue to give thanks for the God that goes ahead of us in all things.
“I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid. (or frustrated when your packing efforts get a little soggy)
~ John 14:27
Funny….Seems I was doing the same thing when we first moved into our Guatemala house back in 2011!
Just for kicks here’s that post: <a href="http://alittleelbowgrease.wordpress.com/2011/07/23/hadnt-expected-an-indoor-pool/ “title=”Hadn’t expected an INDOOR pool!!”>