Do you ever have a day when nothing goes right? When you feel burdened from the start and then one thing after another seems to add up?  Today is one of those days.

First, we wake up to no electricity–which means no running water, no internet or charge for devices to work from home.  As Chris goes outside to start the generator, he discovers it has been stolen.  I’m in the process of making breakfast when for the first time in the pregnancy, I vomit multiple times.  To make the best of the situation, I enjoy the beautiful day with a walk with the dogs only to be ogled by the men working and mocked by the neighborhood children.

For fear of the food spoiling, I don’t open the refrigerator though I’m ravenous.  Trying to find other things to do, I attempt to hand wash the dishes without water.  I try to ignore the unflushed toilets only to find our small refrigerator is leaking water onto the nearby rug, filling the room with mildew stench once again.  It’s not even noon.

Still no power.  A friend is arriving this afternoon.  I still need a shower.  Chris assures me we have enough water though it likely will be cold.  I hop in only to have the water come to a complete stop after only rinsing the shampoo.  The rain has started and is now pouring through the roof and rushing under the back door, as I juggle trash cans and towels to fight off the attack before my friend arrives.

One dog won’t eat his dinner while the other has just vomited his own.  Still no power.

Fortunately, today’s Scripture reading for me was Romans 5:3-5.

Today was my lesson in endurance…and character.  Otherwise, I’m pretty sure I would have lost my mind.