Saturday was not a good day. The air conditioning failed at the house...no repairman until at least Monday. My car is still overheating because my mechanic now only works Saturdays "by appointment." I decided to take my bicycle in for an overhaul, the bike rack jettisoned it into the street on the way to the bike repair shop.
I'd show a picture of the significant damage to the bike, but my favorite digital camera
The camera I love so much because you can carry it anywhere and not notice you have it, is dead.
I didn't notice I still had it in my jeans when I threw them in the wash.
Midway through the day I went fetal as a result of the frustration, the heat, some possibly tainted hamburger meat, and a sense of self preservation.
In reality, the bike, the car and the camera can be fixed, replaced, or disgarded. My life will go on. We have a home warranty, so the air conditioning will eventually be repaired without a bank loan. The questionable goulash didn't kill me.
It's amazing how often when I am too focused on money and things,my life gets out of balance. When the things stop working (even as the result of my own stupidity) I realize how they have really acquired me.
Thanks for the reminder.
Today is going to be a good day.
PSALM 22:26
The poor will eat and be satisfied; they who seek the Lord will praise Him. May your hearts live forever!
