Two chocolate cupcakes with butter cream frosting, four chocolate chip cookies, two handfuls of m & m’s, and countless pieces of pepperoni and cheese has been my indulgence or should I say my comfort the last four hours. Do you think I’m stressed? Apparently the Lord feels I need a little character development at this point in my life. I strongly disagree with Him and continue to plead for a resolution to our current situation.
I’m distraught, tired, tearful, and angry all in one breath and the next breath is followed by the same until I’m left gasping for air and feeling as though I’m going to suffocate. I just want to hide in a corner with a blanket over me, close my eyes, and hope for a kiss from my King to make all things better. I just want to get away from the madness around me.
Here is the scenario. Imagine 24 below zero with a wind chill factor of -44. The furnace trips, the pipes freeze, followed by pipes bursting, and 4,000 gallons of water gushing in epic proportions from the second floor down to the basement. Have you ever seen the movie Titanic? The unexpected water flow was not found for days. Hence, ice everywhere and four foot of water in the basement. This is what happened to our vacant home in Iowa that we have been trying to sell since April 2008. We were just days away from selling it to the company and ending our tumultuous double mortgage payments. It’s been a struggle to say the least. If this were not enough, the company will only give us until February 22nd (three weeks away) to have the home in top condition or we loose the opportunity to have them buy us out. The damage to the home is extensive. The insurance company is dragging their feet and our cash flow is dwindling. I’m thinking about going to congress and petition for a bailout. It they can give out billions to dishonest people who made bad choices, what about the honest American who is trying desperately hard to stay afloat and make good choices. My husband and I have actually discussed letting the home foreclose, but know as Christians it is not an option.
I don’t often ask this on my blog, actually I’ve never asked this before, but please pray for us. It is an unprecedented amount of stress for us and our marriage. I keep thinking, today God will bring an answer…give us hope, but it seems to hide from our sight. But then again, maybe I’m just not seeing so well. So pray we see the hand of our Savior and feel King kisses gently upon our cheeks and that we might continue press on toward the goal to win the prize for that which God has called us heavenward in Christ Jesus.
Kathy Trocolli is singing in my ear right now..."that's how much I love you, that's how much I want you, I gave up my own life that you might live...that's how much I love...that's how much I want you to see that you are my child and you mean so much to me"....Thank you Lord for the sweet kiss goodnight!