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11/19/2016 Comments

He Will Always Answer

​I'm sure that my husband's boss at the hardware store thought I was a train wreck of a wife. Within the short amount of time we lived in our duplex in CT, I don't know how many times I called that store crying and asking for my husband. How about the day that I decided to "help my husband" and hang a towel rack in our bathroom. I got out my little tool kit and drilled the screws in, only to have water come spraying out of the wall at me in full force. Three kids under three, all laughing. Mom crying. Then there was the time I could hear our baby Andrea giggling ridiculously at something. I grabbed the camera and ran in the kitchen to see if I could snap some pictures of whatever it was she was laughing at, only to find her patting on our sliding glass door and giggling harder at a huge rat that seemed to be sniffing at her hand. Thank God for that glass barrier. Charisse calls the hardware freaking out again. Husband comes home and sets traps on the deck only to be called back the next day when a helpless squirrel (instead of a nasty rat) gets caught in said trap and is flailing around on my deck. Now the squirrel and Charisse are crying and the hardware store thinks I'm crazy. We as women can get slightly hysterical about situations and react with tears. When men proclaim how ridiculous we are, we get angry or hurt. To us the situation is very real and merits our hysterics. To men it's just plain hysterics. BUT TO GOD. What a small, but significant sentence. BUT TO GOD. He made us. He formed us. He knows us. He doesn't think we are ridiculous. Our hysterics are real to Him because He understands. He feels the deepest hurts our hearts have. Why is our first reaction to call someone we can physically touch but not to call out to the God who knows the number of hairs on our head? Whatever your situation, you are not alone. Your husband, your boss, maybe even your friend may never understand. But God does, so tell Him all about it. Laugh with Him, cry with Him, be hysterical with Him and then leave it with Him. He will never tire of our hysterics or our tears. So tomorrow or the next day, when it happens all over again, and it will, call on Him first. He will always answer.
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