8 We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair;
I own several black and white umbrellas, not that those are my favorite colors but those colors speak to me tangibly about life. Where truly there are no gray lines but the pristine beauty of black and white.
Several weeks ago, rain was predicted, so I grabbed one of the umbrellas or as I learned later, I grabbed both. In my haste to get in the car I dropped my favorite and took off. Returning home it was related to me that I had driven the Jeep over my umbrella.
There it was dangling crookedly and twisted from the closet doorknob. I was a touch heart-broken, that was my favorite, transported from Texas and from the looks of it, the days of shielding me from rain were clearly over. The next day I grabbed the other umbrella, definitely inferior in heft and protection, and trudged out to meet the day. As fate would have it, upon opening that umbrella had two broken spokes and I ended up getting wet. It was retired to the trash can immediately.
Yesterday, rain was again forecasted and here I was without functioning umbrella. I grabbed my busted favorite and off I went. Instinct kicked in when the first drop was felt and I pushed the button and up she popped, a little slower, definitely bent but still on the job.
Thank you Lord for another crystal clear message! There are times in our lives when we have been rolled over by the jeep called life, our backs and spirits bent to almost breaking but in the hand of Jesus we are still able to open up, spread our arms and be of service to others!
Making His praise glorious!