Rejoicing in the Rain

The last three weeks have been a test of endurance, grace, and limits for our little family.  There were days I wondered if I should just throw in the towel and cry ‘Uncle’.  Times where I found myself singing Tubthumping by Chumbawamba.  ‘I get knocked down, but I get up again…’  

Yesterday was just a continuation of that fun.  I spent my lunch hour talking to the DMV, County Clerk’s office, and the insurance company regarding an infraction I couldn’t possibly be guilty of as I was sitting in my office at work and not to mention, a state away when it happened.  But as I learned yesterday I am guilty until proven innocent in a court of law.  

If all of this wasn’t enough, before my lunch was over, I get a call from my husband.  One of our kids was involved in an auto accident with another student and we were dealing with a mamma bear.  I found myself leaving work abruptly.  Fielding a myriad number of calls and texts from the Sherif’s office, work, school, and the insurance company.  

As my cellphone ceaselessly vibrated in the cup holder next to me, when I tried to cheer up my son that was so downtrodden by the events of the day, while I tried to make sense of all that was going on around me, I began to sing.  I sang Psalm 118:24, This is the day the Lord has made.  We will rejoice and be glad in it. (NLT)  This led me to sing Philippians 4:4, Rejoice in the Lord always.  Again I will say, rejoice! (NKJV)  

On days like these I am so thankful for the scriptures and for songs written from them. They remind me to keep my focus on the only one who can guide me safely through the storm.  I lift my eyes to the mountains- where does my help come from?  My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.  Psalm 121:1-2