The electric cable had shorted out in the street - no power for our house nor several others. We were out of water (our house is fed from a tank in our roof) and the emergency generator was not working. Guests were coming (with the whole family) in minutes and Hamroz was not feeling well and I was feeling like I had not protected her. As I silently offered up a Brother Lawrence style prayer, "Lord God, I can not take care of this woman, nor this house, nor accomplish the mission expected of me but I know that you can do these things for me," my wife said, "why are you not happy?" All I could do was shrug my shoulders.
Five minutes later the generator roared on and electrons surged through the wires. We pumped water into the tank, turned on lights cleaned the room and prepared the tea. But the BIGGEST blessing was our guests themselves - it was such a sign of trust (in this culture) to have brought the entire family over for a visit. And their motive was to give thanks that I was not hurt in a recent traffic accident. And the conversation was so uplifting. And the children were so beautifully behaved. And we were so happy and blessed that they had all come over.
Thank God that I did not "protect" my wife, nor "take care" of the house, nor "accomplish" anything.
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