I was on the phone with my new sister-in-law, Lauren, for the first time since our move and had to cut her off to go help. Sentinel is working Nathaniel all over the clock and she’s pretty much alone this weekend. I think he’s already beginning to wish he hadn’t taken that job. But the Lord must have a purpose for having him and Lauren there, and I’ll trust Him to reveal it in His time.
The water situation has helped to realign my priorities, and make me more grateful—even for little things like the fresh bread and butter melting in my mouth, or the hot tea, soothing my slightly sore throat. For a well-insulated house. For plenty of jackets and coats. For a cheerful family who laughs through hard times. For better things to look forward to.
Until something happens I often don’t realize how much I take for granted. Even something as simple as hot water. The Lord just kept bringing back to my mind how Corrie Ten Boom would go for days with no shower, and when she would finally be allowed a few brief minutes in a cold shower, she was so grateful to feel some resemblance to clean. I have water—plenty of it. It’s cold, but it’s wet and it will keep me clean and keep my thirst quenched. I have a roof over my head. I have clothes on my body. I have plenty of food. I have many people who love me. And most importantly, I have Jesus.
What more could I really need?
Lord, Thy bounty was complete
When Thou bent low to wash my feet.
With shelter, food—all heaven sent—
I bow in thanks. Lord, I’m content.
Every good thing I receive
Reminds me Whom I have believed,
And know that Thou art able still
To save me by Thy perfect will.