I am playing the widow thing by the book. Today i covered the "mechanic" syndrome. i feel totally helpless around tools, wood, screws and anything electrical. I especially feel overwhelmed with instructions. They are just too simple. If they were more complicated I would probably get it. I bought my upteenth fountain today. But I had to assemble it. I panicked. This is where widowhood gets interesting. I struggled with part a going into part b and turning the screw to the left. But I did not let it get to me. Viola! I got it to work.
But everything inside me was crying, "This is a man's job!" It's been a while since I was a single mom. I got also got spoiled because H was a handyman. Ahh. little girl.Talitha Cum... My grown up self refused to buy into this image. But it sure was hard to overcome. I see what God is doing. He is taking me down the low road. I don't like it much. I have gotten too domesticated like the women of Egypt. They suffered terribly in childbirth because they were so soft, unlike the Israelite women who just popped those babies out. Yes, I am too soft now. But hey....I'm old. Look at poor old Sarah, she had a kid at 120? Something like that. I bet she learned not to laugh at God's ideas. Those of you who knew "us" know this is the truth...I was spoiled by Dr. Weerstra. It makes a great love story but it's not great when reality comes knocking.
There is nothing new under the sun. I remember the widow across the street from us some 10 years ago. She was 88 and still climbing up on the roof to fix her air conditioner. I remember thinking "Yuck! How awful is that?"
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