The Day a Semi Smashed my Phone (some days are like that, even in Australia)

Some days I’ve almost got it all together. And some days I drive 20 minutes from home before hearing something roll off the roof of the car and 8 hours later when I go to reach for our home phone I remember that the last time I saw something vaguely resembling our home phone, a semi truck was driving over it while I watched in the rearview mirror thinking, “what idiot dropped his phone in middle of the highway”. It’s been one of those days. Oh well. I hear people don’t have home phones anymore, so I guess this was my subconscious shoving me in the direction of cultural normalcy. Thanks, subconscious. Thanks a lot.

We’ve all had those days that seem to just jump from one calamity to another.  Maybe you’re having one right now as you look back in your van and realize the toddler is wearing two mistmatched shoes and has somehow already managed to wet his pants on the way to the library, or you put that cake in the oven only realize you mixed up baking soda and baking powder. . . again, or that email you meant to send to your sister accidentally went to somebody else who probably was not interested in all your thoughts on how your kids have been making you crazy.

I am so grateful that we have a God who is big enough to love us even through all our calamities- the little ones and the big ones.  The next time I find myself in the midst of one of those days I want to give myself a little time-out to calm down, let go of my feelings of frustration and trust that God may be helping me through even this situation to learn humility, patience or perseverance to build my character.  Those lessons will help me handle the next frustrating day with a little better perspective.