Weak Spots

All I can say of today's post is hold on to your hats boys, it's going to be a bumpy ride! I made a Dr. appointment yesterday after work because my ears were bothering me; I had a sore throat on Saturday, but it went away. So I get to the Dr. (I'm abbreviating because I can't seem to remember how to spell Dr.; if only I had a humongous dictionary) and after two hours discover that I-for the first time ever-have strep throat. I'm like--are you kidding me? So their advice was to take Tuesday off and give the medicine time to take effect.

Two hours at the Dr. and now I'm on my way to CVS to pick up my medicine which they have called in. Weather update: it had been raining hard all day long-over 2 inches.
I am the only one there and ask for my medicine; the little CVS guy said they have it and it will only be a few minutes. Twenty minutes later--and after they have filled four other prescriptions for people that were not waiting--I had a very big silent temper tantrum. You know what I mean--the arms are crossed, huge sighs and glaring looks at the ten people working 2 feet in front of me behind the counter. A lady comes in and asks for her prescription and they said it would be a few minutes (I'm silently saying, yeah right) and lo and behold; she gets hers! I turn abruptly causing a small wind tunnel effect in the store and walk out to my car--in the rain--with strep throat. As I'm pulling out a man lays on the horn and beeps at me because I guess I'm not turning fast enough--so I beep back at him and literally keep beeping until I arrive home. My intentions were for my husband to go back to CVS and pick up my medicine.

Grab something to drink because this might take a few more minutes.

As I enter the house; I hear it--the shop vac--our downstairs was flooding again because at that point we have had over 2 inches of rain. I went back to CVS and went through the drive-thru and still had to wait for them to finish. The little CVS guy (which when I see again; I will apologize) could tell I was still upset (my bottom lip at this point was protuding) and tried to make amends. I was a marble statue--no forgiveness from me and drove home--minus any beeping.

At this point--did I tell you I had strep throat?--I went downstairs to try and help with the vacuuming up water--we had to stay on top of it! I wish I could tell you that I reached down deep and had a pioneer spirit with this crises that was upon us. Uh, no by this point my attitude was horrific and I really didn't handle this episode well at all. When my son was able to help; I was sent upstairs to bed. My husband stayed up until 1:30 a.m. and finally got it under control. He is the model of self-control and I'll save him for another post.

Okay--long post--why am I even telling everyone this? It doesn't put me in the best of light. I was thinking about the weak spots in the cement and how the water was able to pour through only in some spots. Other places there wasn't any problem. We can go merrily along our way; and then a day like yesterday hits you; and it opens your eyes to your own weak areas. Believe me; I know exactly what areas the Lord will need to work overtime in my life. My first weak spot was I never offered up a word of prayer--didn't even think about it until I lay there in bed--completely ashamed of my behavior.

For we all stumble in many things. If anyone does not stumble in word, he is a perfect man, able also to bridle the whole body. James 3:2

So I'm not perfect; but I am teachable and a lesson was learned yesterday. See where there is "water" pouring through the cracks in your life; strengthen those spots through the Grace of God.