July 06, 2011
day one hundred.eighty.seven
an empty house. how rare it is. my mother had taken my son to play with his cousins at a local park and i stayed home to endure round two with our friendly plumber. the damage is costly. so much more than i could imagine. a cost we can never meet. i literally broke down in front of this man feeling so helpless, hopeless, and embarrassed. i've been clinging to this verse today from jeremiah 33.3: 'call to me and i will answer you, and show you great and mighty things which you do not know.' i take delight in the first promise: god WILL ANSWER me. and the second promise: he will answer me with that of the unimaginable and unfathomable. i do not know how god will provide, but he will. somehow.