To Stress or Not To Stress

Bench-press a Buick?

Really? Please how about an eighteen wheeler at least. Stress? I have an aching body, a sick husband, a broken washing machine & an upside down house that I just keep moving things from one room to the other, maybe I need another room. It all started a little over a month ago when Pop, my sick hubby, wanted me to change his recliner for a straight chair in the living room as he couldn't get out of his recliner. I looked at him thinking "Are you crazy?" I can't pick that chair up. Not wanting to upset Pop I just go in there to pick this big ol' chair up, to heavy so I turn it on the side dragging it into den & Pop looks at me & wants to know what I'm doing. Well I'm doing what you told me to do. He proceeds to tell me I shouldn't be pulling on that chair you would get hurt, so I drop the chair right on my big toe which is now black. Then in this sweet little voice he tells me he didn't mean that chair he meant his dinning chair. Well hello, did you have to wait until I was almost to the den before you said anything. Ok Gwen chill, breathe & step back & get the chair back in the living room. 

***THIS IS NOW TWO WEEKS LATER***

I have a working washing machine now thanks to my grandchildren, Matt & Kristi & Russell(my son-in-law) that fixes everything for everybody & after he finished making sure the washer worked, doing his speciality, taking things that doesn't work to the point of working. Man I thought that was the best looking washing machine in town. One trip to the laundromat was enough for me. Here I was putting basket of clothes on my  walker, after putting soap in the seat of the walker, pushing, praying I wouldn't turn it over & I didn't I just tripped with my walker going down the ramp & this sweet little old lady just grabbed it & held on til I could get it. Thank You Jesus for this Angel as I had her in my mind when the attendant so rudely told me I couldn't leave my clothes washing while I was going two blocks to get my meds, so I was able to smile ever so sweetly & told her thank you for telling me that when in all reality I wanted to ask her where was she when I was chasing my clothes? After two hours or so later I took my wet clothes home, dried them, folded & put them up. The next morning after getting Pop his coffee, watching the news he started laughing. Well that's not normal, remember this is a sick man that hasn't been laughing at hardly anything until then. He looked at me & asked if I was missing any underwear? I don't know, I didn't count them. He informed me that I had accidentally put a pair of my underwear in his drawer, so he just grabbed a pair, put them on and realized they didn't have a "Pee Hole" as he called it. I guess this is an instance that it's good to have "grannie panties" big enough that he could wear. We both got so tickled, washing away all the stress that had been piling higher & higher reminding me that no matter how much stress we have, The Holy Spirit will give us joy to replace the afflictions in our lives. 1st Thessalonians 1:6. 

Even when you are old, I will take care of you, * even when you have gray hair, I will carry you. I made you and I will support you; I will carry you and rescue you. *Isaiah 46:4

Praises to God in heaven that He will never leave nor forsake us, as we definitely need all the help we can get.