For the past two weeks I have found myself in a position of either cracking up or finding the silver lining in situations beyond my control.
Bane: Our clothes dryer broke and the repairperson couldn’t come out for a week.
Blessing: We live around the corner from a laundromat and my in-laws live not too far away and were happy for the company should we choose to use their clothes dryer.
Bane: Our central air conditioning bit the dust during a heat wave.
Blessing: We never removed the large wall a/c unit in the living room which we kept as a back up and it cools down the entire downstairs which is the majority of our living area.
Bane: In checking out The Boy’s closet to see what needed to be weeded out, I found the smell that has been permeating his room: The Girl’s cat has been using the closet as a litter box .
Blessing: The entire closet got cleaned out. By Himself. (You don’t actually think I have the stomach for such things, do you? However, I did do all the wash and dried said wash at the laundromat around the corner.)
Bane: I cut my finger, requiring stitches, whilst preparing dinner.
Blessing: I haven’t had to wash dishes!
Although I have chosen to receive the blessings stated above, I am still fighting confusion and depression over the situation with The Boy. I didn’t sign up for what the alcoholism of my child means in my life. What I signed up for was to raise a child in a good home who would grow up to be responsible, get married and give me grandchildren. What I got is the need to go through recovery for an addiction developed by another person!
Life is not fair. Nope. It is not something we are guaranteed. As ya’ll know, I am a Christian. As a Christian, I believe that all things will work for my good – eventually. I do not know how this trial is going to be used in my life to further God’s kingdom. However, with everything in me, I know that my name is "written in the palm of His hand" and that He has not forsaken me. No matter how I put myself down, my heavenly father cherishes me and wishes good things for me.
Bane: Son’s alcoholism.
Blessing: to be seen
Have a blessed week, g