Our van is broken. Rob is in India. Something always breaks when he is gone. One time Belle flushed a Christmas village man down the toilet and the toilet broke. Another time our power went out for a really long time. One time the girls got chicken pox. Last time Maddie got scarlet fever. Before Rob left this time, I went over with him every possible thing in our house that could break. Me and Maddie saw this Myth Busters episode about Hot water heaters blowing through your roof (it really can happen!) so we had him check that. He checked the locks, the pipes ( I know, you think I am paranoid. Re-read the history and then decide if you want to call me crazy).
The van broke. Smoke and fluid everywhere. Rats.
I talked to Rob in India this morning. Within an hour, I had a solution. So many people jumped in to offer their time and help so I wouldn’t have to worry about breaking down on the side of the road with 3 kids in tow. Here’s the breakdown of minutes (not consecutive, but individual), which if you are a mom at home with 3, 4, 5, kids by yourself for a really long stretch of time, you know is golden. Dan gave 30 minutes, Jeanna gave 45, DC and John gave 45 each, My friend Kim gave 20, Jessica gave 90. That is a total of 270 minutes! God’s people are amazing. What each of these individuals does not know is how much their time mattered.
I drove out in the country to have a few minutes of quiet. I was stunned at the presence of God. I didn’t ask for it. He just came with a closeness that I didn’t deserve. These friends made those moments possible. I am so thankful.