She was about to find out she was disconnected.
She woke up in the morning – as usual – with body aches and exhaustion.
After dressing, she turned the lights on in the family room and turned up the heat.
She clicked on her computer and went to the kitchen to make some tea.
She looked outside. The fall trees, laden with most of their still-changing leaves, appeared weighed down. Their limbs pointed toward the ground to their demise rather than toward the sky to their Creator.
Ice covered everything. An ice storm hit overnight. Broken branches everywhere. The neighbor’s beautiful, huge maple tree in their front yard now with large limbs lying on the icy ground.
She grabbed her cup of tea and sat down on the couch with her computer to open her emails. (Quiet time would come later, if you’re wondering.)
But no internet. No house phone. No cable television.
She decided to go to her son’s house to use his internet. Twenty minutes later with barely having done anything, she was cut off. That internet disappeared as well.
On the fourth day, the internet was still disconnected. She was cut off from the rest of the world.
People will think I’m dead, she thought. She couldn’t let her e-friends know she was okay. She couldn’t do any necessary research. She couldn’t even look up insignificant things on Google.
She couldn’t fulfill her internet responsibilities. She couldn’t check her emails, which came in the hundreds each day.
After her hubby had called twice a day to check on the service and getting a recording that the company was working on restoring service, he finally got through to a real person. And he was told that those in the area had been restored except for her street. The person on the phone red-flagged the account, meaning a technician would come to the house.
A couple of hours later, bingo! Reconnected!
But what happened during those four days? Well, not much. As she first thought. Yet, the days were spent in a little computer cleanup and a lot of introspection.
Though lack of news, politics, anger, and all the world’s chaos certainly weren’t missed, keeping up with what the Lord had called her to do was truly missed.
With cable TV off, it was a good time to cut the cord, which had been in the works. Antennae TV was fine for a stand-in. Roku would fill the bill when the internet was restored.
Introspection brought to mind those things in her life that needed rearranging. Needed more attention or needed less attention. Not that anything was necessarily bad, just not for the best.
And so it went. Those four days of MY life. As frustrating and irritating as it was, it brought more calm, more peace.
We have so much turbulent input from the world that, many times, we squeeze out, albeit little by little, the best of life.
Take some time to be introspective. Ask God to show what are the things in your life that need more attention or less attention, what needs to stay and what needs to go.
Blessings of introspection…Lynn
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