I depend on
God alone; I put my hope in him. He alone protects and saves me; he is my
defender, and I shall never be defeated. My salvation and honor depend on God;
he is my strong protector; he is my shelter. (Psalm 62:5-7, Good News
Translation)
If you thought last Sunday’s post about my hardwood
floors was a stretch, hold on to your stocking caps. Here I go again.
On December 15, 2021, the power went out in our house
during a winter storm. We’ve survived many a Wisconsin winter, so we fired up
the generator outside and made due. The electricity came on two days later.
Fleetingly. Something sparked and snapped and the power went out again. Apparently,
it was some sort of power surge and the lights were out this time until the wee
hours of December 19.
During that time, we ran a gas lantern in the bedroom
for heat and light, during the daytime only, when we hoped we’d notice carbon
monoxide poisoning before we passed out. I thought the burning odor I continued
to smell was from that.
Come Sunday morning, when the power was back on, we
discovered that the power surge a few days before had fried both our garage
door openers, several light bulbs, and all of our surge protectors. The one in
the bedroom actually burned a spot in the hard wood floor. That was the burning
odor I kept smelling.
And every time I vacuum that spot in the floor, I
still see that tiny cross.
Thinking about the beauty of my floors last week, it
dawned on me how beautiful that particular mark is. Those power strips saved
many of our electrical devices from being destroyed. When there is a power
surge, those strips sacrifice themselves for your benefit.
Just like Jesus sacrificed Himself on the cross for
us. I guess He is the ultimate surge protector.
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