5:30 a.m. last Saturday … Our dog started growling. ”Stay down!” my husband whispered. “There’s a man on the back porch with a flashlight.”
My heart pounded. Minutes earlier, the phone rang at 4:39 a.m. and 5:00 a.m.
There was no sleeping now.
The man wasn’t an intruder. He was a police officer. The two phone calls were from the phone company. We’ve had phone problems for several weeks. The police department returned a second time that morning.
Our broken phone had alerted 9-1-1.
I’m a little embarrassed to admit it, but our phone situation has been getting the best of me.
No dial tone. Horrible scratchy noise. Sometimes the internet goes out.
The phone company’s replacing the line. For weeks, we’ve had a tiny fiber-optic cable beside our third of a mile-long driveway.
Our communication runs through this fragile-looking cord over tree limbs, pine straw, and gravel.
So many complications.
Living in the woods, deer, raccoons, possum crossing the path, bad weather ….
And they haven’t buried the line yet.
The whole thing was so bizarre. I wondered if God was trying to teach me something.
This past Saturday walking down the driveway, an idea came. It seemed God said:
Forget what’s broken. Focus on the beauty around you. Your troubles will fade into the background.
Is this really You, Lord? I can’t see how shifting my focus will help.
I glanced at butterfly near my feet.
Because I’d been frustrated about the phone situation, I’d ignored her. She’d fluttered beside me for most of my walk.
The black-eyed Susans in full bloom …
And the best part,
The green archway of trees that sheltered me through the steamy July heat.
I’d overlooked them.
“Lord, You’re sorta like the trees, aren’t You? Always above us. Watching over us. Nothing slips past You. Not even barely visible phone lines. Or bad attitudes.”
Are there “phone lines” in your life today? What “trees” are you’re praising Him for? I’d love to hear~