A welcome inconvenience


I step to open my bedroom closet doors and trip, again, over the television cable cord that runs across the carpet. A cord that was never there until just a week or two ago when life got interrupted. A cord that has made peace and strife simultaneously.

Peace in having the television not in my living room, even it meant running a long cord from the only cable outlet in the upper level of my home, across a hallway and into a bedroom my son is occupying. Strife in having to deal with a long cable cord running from my bedroom, through a hallway and into a bedroom that turned into a grandchildren’s playroom years ago, but now occupied by my adult son.

I feel the inner turmoil of resentment rising up through clenched stomach muscles and then finally released in hands scrambling to get the cord unscrewed from it’s house in the wall.

And then I march a few steps into the hallway and chuck it, the cord landing in the dark room where my adult son is currently still sleeping. A room he only recently began to occupy when his last  roommate situation dissolved.

I turn away from the clothes covered floor, and from the television mounted on a bureau that once was with pictures and grandchildren’s toys. And slam the door.


Not one of my finer moments.

Seconds later standing in front of my open bedroom closet, free now of any obstacles to trip over, I take a deep breath. Blow it out. Feel the guilt sink in over losing my patience over something so small.

Life has been interrupted. And I’m tripping over the inconvenience.

But he is safe. 

He is alive.

And there is still hope that the situation will change.

I think of  a 16 year-old recently perishing in a car accident in his home town. I think of a family losing their father not yet turned 50 years of age, and another losing her son that is the same age as my eldest daughter. I can actually think of two in the latter category.

I think of a brother and sister ‘n law who both battled cancer these last couple of years.

I think of my best-friend who lost her 4 year battle with breast cancer in April 2015, her three children and husband still managing all the firsts this year–first Christmas, birthdays, Easter, without her.

I take another deep breath in.

Let it out, slower this time.

It is just a breath of a moment, this inconvenience.

I think of the weekly travels to the pediatric orthopedic surgeon to change the set of casts my baby boy wore from just a few hours old. And later the sips of water after surgeries at three and nine years old to correct his club feet. An inconvenience for him that he had no responsibility.

Life interrupted.

Dealing with an unplanned event.

I think of a bleeding woman who tried so hard to solve her ailment, one that I am sure she did not plan. She did not plan on being alone, shunned by society, and spending all she owned searching for a fix.

But God heard her and knew her need.

And He knew the exact time her healing would take place.

As the crowd pressed in on Jesus traveling to a where a daughter lay dying, the woman managed to touch just the fringes of Jesus robe and she was healed.

After years of striving, to try to fix, she reached out to Him at the perfect time and is healed.

But Jesus said, “Someone touched me, for I perceive that power has gone out from me.” And when the woman saw that she was not hidden, she came trembling, and falling down before him declared in the presence of all the people why she had touched him, and how she had been immediately healed.  And he said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace.” Luke 8: 44-48

And I wonder, how often have I tried to fix something before it’s time? How often has God proven to me over and over that I need not to fret, I need not to be angry, frustrated?

And during those times of  fretting over the inconvenience, I lose the moment I have now. The moment I have with loved ones in my world.

I take a deep breath in. And let it out.

Look to the Lord and his strength; see his face always.

1 Chronicles 16:11

Then fall to my knees.

Dear Lord, I know you are there in every situation and in every moment. No problem is too small or too big for you. Forgive me for not looking to You for my peace, to steady my anxious heart and fretting mind. In this world we will have trouble, but You are a sovereign God, a loving God, patient and kind. Search my heart, Oh Lord, for any anxious thoughts and lead me in Your everlasting way.  


As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:9

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. Philippians 4:6

I know not when I shall have this cable no longer running across areas I do not prefer. I do know that this particular inconvenience, like all others, is just temporary.

And His timing, His agenda, not mine, is perfect.

And I learn again to look up to the One whose perspective I pursue.





18 thoughts on “A welcome inconvenience

  1. I love these reflections, Lynn. Thank you for being so transparent as to how fretful we can become over minor things. And yet even those things are directed by God. It’s hard when our routines get interrupted though, isn’t it? “Everything is clearer when we look up.” “And His timing, His agenda, not mine, is perfect.” Thank you for these comforting reminders, Lynn! Blessings and hugs to you!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Yes, everything is clearer when we look up! Learning this lesson over and over again lately, it seems. Thanks for sharing your heart. Pressing forward with you!


  3. Hi Lynn! Oh my goodness, how you have hit on the head how hard it is to cope with change. Even if you can tell yourself that your son is safe, and back home… It’s still different, and we aren’t all that great at adapting right away. I’m so glad you came to peace in prayer! You are my hero!
    My husband was out of a job for over three years, and let me tell you, I didn’t cope well. It was a difficult time for us. Well, maybe mostly me. I wish I was as adaptable as you are. But, I know we’ll all make it to acceptance at our own pace.
    Thank you for inspiring me yet again!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. So thankful you visited my blog so I can visit yours..How I love this post, knowing the annoyances of our older kids, things like cords and clothes all over the floor! (mine is 18yrs old).. yes, aren’t we blessed when we think of all the hardships families are facing, loved ones dying too young..life will have it’s trials, no doubt, but when we rest in God’s loving assurance, we can be grateful for all we do have. Such lovely writing! Bless you!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. I once thought my children suffered from the yo-yo syndrome. I threw them out and back they came. I laughingly said we wore out furniture moving it in and out. BUT what a blessing to be able to help them and for them to turn to us–knowing they can trust us! They finally do–really grow up and leave!


  6. Oh Lynn… how I adore you transparency here. I have had SO many of those moments- both the inconveniences and the frustrations and then the complete clarity following after. Our faith perspective can be our ultimate ‘reality check’ as we look at circumstances surrounding us and marvel at the Lord of Heaven and Earth paving our path long before we ever tried.

    I recently read a blog (I wish I could remember which one!) Where she focused on the statement: “God knew this day.” Your post once again reveals that same theme… There is something SO comforting to know everything in our lives, was already ordained by Him- the God of all creation. The greater purpose is in HIS control- not ours.

    Thanks so much for this beautiful and convicting post- I needed to read this. Your words and His truth landed deeply in my heart.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. I love your writing style, Lynn. 🙂 Years ago, they called making a fuss over small stuff as a, “tempest in a teapot.” A friend always said, “Look at it from God’s point of view.” Always good advice.


  8. Lynn, you share so much truth in this post! Inconveniences do reveal what’s really simmering inside us, don’t they? I’ve seen some unpleasant sides in me as I heal after ACL surgery. I love the story of the woman with the issue of blood. The thing that caught me most in reading the translation you shared is that she was not hidden from Jesus. Neither are we. What great comfort there is in that truth! He sees us in our inconveniences and struggles, and He meets us there, especially when we look up at Him.
    Beautiful post!

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Your words hit home. I am short on patience more often these days as I continue to be my dad’s caregiver. I ask “why” more and more and forget that God has the plan and it is good. When we seek peace in God, we save ourselves a lot of frustration and heartache. Thank you for the reminder that looking up will always lead us right where we need to be.

    Liked by 1 person

  10. I can relate about those temporary places that pop up and steal my joy. We’ve been dealing with drain problems in my kitchen last week and today the bathroom. I keep thanking God anyway because I know this is all building my character and I try to forgive myself when I act out. Have a great week!

    Liked by 1 person

  11. I saw a lady on a social media site today complain because her phone would not play music or videos, and she was upset because she wanted to listen to music. It reminded me of the many times I’ve griped about inconveniences like the socks I wanted to wear being dirty, or a computer in the shop for three days. Like you, I have to remind myself of what’s important: I have clothes to wear, a roof over my head, and my family is alive and healthy. Plus, they love me!
    Thanks for sharing your wisdom, friend Lynn.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.