Thursday, August 7, 2008

Pride Cometh Before the Storm

I have been convicted of my pride this week. Recently, I have been so proud of my kids. We have been having such a great summer and they have been getting along so well.

During a storm on Monday PM, there were approximately 90,000 lightning strikes – or an average of 800 per minute. According to the August 6th Chicago Tribune, it usually takes 6 months to record that number of lightning strikes. I felt so small and so powerless.

Recently, I have been so proud of my Chicago house. I have used the past three weeks to get everything in order and ready for school to start. Everything was set for us to go on vacation for two weeks.

I woke up on Tuesday AM to discover that my basement had flooded during the storm. Now, my house smells of wet, icky carpet and I have had to spend two days sorting through wet toys and boxes. The carpet is destroyed.

I don’t like to be humbled, but, from time to time, I need to be reminded of my pride and God’s grace and power.

The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Psalms 19:1

2 comments:

Kathy said...

I'm so sorry about your basement. Isn't this carpet new(er)? How much rain did you end up getting? I hope you end up finding some good among all this disappointment!

Dawn a/k/a webe4mom said...

We have replaced the carpet once since moving into our house and this carpet has been dried twice. The entire carpet was soaked so we have decided it is time to put in a tile floor. The source of the water is a mystery and any guess at a solution would be expensive and there would be no guarantees.