Phone Home
Remember my gratitude of hot baths recently? Yeah, it’s not so luxurious when your smart-phone jumps in.
Last week that’s exactly what happened.
Jan. 15th, sprinting upstairs to soothe myself in hot water w/a good book before “any more” did me in.
Grab my book with my phone disguised as the back cover under my fingertips.
Relax. Play yahtzee. Grab my book. Douse my yahtzee as it clunks to the bottom.
Panic for moment, NOT MY YAHTZEE GAME!
Whew, it’s not.
Imagine my instant relief and distress to realize what was happening in slow motion.
It’s my PHONE!
glub, glub, glub
Rice, hairdryer and all that jazz to no avail.
Nights were much quieter: thankful.
Days were much less stressful: thankful.
My neck was a lot straighter: thankful.
Life was nice in an old way– and a fresh way: thankful.
It took a couple of days before we had time to address a new one and I sure didn’t like the $$ I was seeing with each new avenue I tried. My phone was 3+ years old, and it was ok with me. However, the fact it didn’t turn on made the otherwise $200 credit void. Even so, the iphone 6s+ is quite a sweet upgrade; if I was going to do this I was going big. Do you know how much these guys cost now? Monthly payments for 2 years or straight up nearly $900?! I wasn’t too excited. At all. Nevertheless, 7 hours and 2 stores later, a shiny rose-gold phone box was waiting for my signature to make it mine when my husband asks, “Will the Geniuses even look at her phone? What could they do if…”
Another 2 hours, 1 reboot attempt and, “Sir, 2 sensors are showing water, I don’t know how that happened and I’m sure you don’t either, so…”
We were able to use my $100 gift card and get a replacement refurbished iphone 5 for less than $200 out of pocket.
Thankful!
I have a phone I can trade in (at some point sans water) and get the $200 credit now: thankful!
I can talk to my brothers again: thankful.
Texting my best friends in the moment I think of them really is important to me: so thankful.
The only app I lost had a video project I had started this year, so those moments are gone,
BUT, my mom’s voice wishing my son a happy birthday is still there. I’m so very thankful.
I wonder if your voice changes in heaven?
I don’t know, and while it tears me up to hear her sweet voice, the thought of losing it in the tub was heartbreaking.
God is good, He is just good no matter what happens around me.
While I waited, I really wondered if I’d ever hear her voice again. I’m undeserving, but so thankful for The Lord.
Whose voice are you listening for? A good reminder, isn’t it?
John 10:
22 Then the Festival of Dedication took place in Jerusalem, and it was winter. 23 Jesus was walking in the temple in Solomon’s Colonnade.† 24 The Jews surrounded him and asked, “How long are you going to keep us in suspense?† If you are the Messiah,† tell us plainly.” 25 “I did tell you and you don’t believe,” Jesus answered them. “The works† that I do in my Father’s name testify about me. 26 But you don’t believe because you are not of my sheep.†† 27 My sheep hear my voice, I know them, and they follow me. 28 I give them eternal life,† and they will never perish.† No one will snatch† them out of my hand. 29 My Father,† who has given them to me, is greater than all. No one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand. 30 I and the Father are one.”†
I hope you know Him and can hear His voice. It’s the only way to live a full, peaceful life on earth and it’s the only hope of spending our eternity with the Jesus, our good shepherd.
