Mixed Up/Messed Up–You, too?

Well, it’s been two weeks in the new-to-us old house and we’re thankful to be here, safe and sound. I’d attach a photo, but I’m not sure where my phone is at the moment, and I have no idea where a camera might be, if we even still have one! Suffice it to say that it’s a tan Cape Cod with black shutters and a steep, ivy-covered front yard. That sounds straight-forward, but there are things we’re learning about this little house; it seems to have its own sleepy personality–and a sense of humor.

We moved into cold-water-only plumbing, which we discovered when we tried the hot water. To be truthful, it was hot–but it was rusty. My husband, hot from unloading the truck, took a quick shower without turning on the light. When he came downstairs, I saw him and thought he’d gotten a tan! So, it was quick “cool” rinse-offs and “borrowing” showers at a relative’s house for a week. We choose to call it our summer adventure–and, thankfully, it ended happily: a new hot water heater was delivered and installed on my birthday!

Next, we learned all the locks turn backwards. You would’ve gotten a good laugh along with the family if you’d been with us this morning as we left for worship. There I was, the last man out, so to speak, fiddling with the key this way–then that–just trying to lock the back door. I’ve got the front door down though. Being left-handed, it kind of feels normal in a curious way.

We’ve done most of the unpacking and can almost find our way around in the dark without bumping into a precarious tower of boxes. Bathroom tiles (those timeless black and white patterns) have had a good cleaning, and we’ve made a initial attack on the weeds in the front yard. That all sounds good, doesn’t it? But there’s a DARK SIDE!! No, not really, but there IS more:

1. Boxes of books and boxes of pictures still wait for walls to be painted–and I can’t decide which color to choose! (Have you seen how many colors there are in your local home improvement warehouse??!!)

2. Amid the weeds was poison ivy–evil, stealthy, mean poison ivy. (Is there any other kind?) Despite my best attempts to avoid it, it got me and my arms bear witness.

3. And we’re still waiting on the “diverter” for the shower. Apparently, this piece makes all of the water go up to the shower head (the optimal plan) as opposed to letting half of the water still come out of the tub faucet.

Then what comes to mind? James! “Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastnesses. And let steadfastnesses have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.”

So, I will look at the above 1, 2, and 3 items as :

1. I can choose cheerful colors to paint our walls!
2. There are fewer weeds–and cortisone cream!
3. We have warm water!

And above everything else, I have a heavenly Father who loves me and sent His Son to die for me, poison ivy and all. And you do, too, dear friend. Let’s choose joy!