But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With
the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.
The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is
patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to
repentance. (II Peter 3:8-9)
For the past three
days, we've been dealing with some maintenance issues, one of which is
decidedly malodorous and inconvenient. I suspect that you couldn't really
describe either of us as patient, but we don't have the kind of money needed to
call someone in to fix everything that goes wrong, so we've been going the DIY
route, and it has not been working. I noted to someone last night that I don't
like to whine about things, but I
definitely feel like whining. Last night, I felt like crying. This morning, we
finally admitted defeat and found someone to come in and do the work.
Can you imagine
living in an outhouse but not being able to use it, for three days? I can't and
I'm doing it. Now, imagine dealing with all of the malfunctions in the lives of
all the people in the universe for as long as it has existed. We don't learn.
In a way, it's like God is living in an outhouse that He can't use. It's
complicated by the fact that the pieces of this outhouse has parts that are
people who have souls.
Now, if a day is
like a thousand years, then God has been living in this outhouse for at least 6
"days" and it has been malodorous and nonfunctional for most of those
six days. Right now, He's helping us
repair "DIY," but that requires that He continue to suffer through the
stench. I think He deserves an award.
Update: About six hours after this was written, the problem was resolved.
Update: About six hours after this was written, the problem was resolved.
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