The week started off innocently enough, then the rain came, a lot of rain, like record amounts, our normally pleasant gentle creek turned into a raging kayak-worthy rapid
We were forced to abandon (gasp) ice cream and other groceries in the back of my car and hitch a ride with our sweeter-than-pie retired fireman neighbor. His monster tire trucks almost proved to be no match for the strong current, the kids thought it was the coolest ride ever. Safely across we trudged through the pasture and headed home to warm ourselves and pour out our squishy, waterlogged shoes. I decided soup was in order and set about making a variety. Apparently I hadn't used some of the range "eyes" in a while and triggered some sort of gas leak. Fire alarm/ gas detector went off, high tech alarm system sent for help, 3 firetrucks and 6 firemen later and we were cleared for dinner. Those guys were so sweet, they were worn out from rescuing people from submerged cars all day but still managed to be great sports as our 3 littles clamored for a look see. There were jokes exchanged between the Husband and the firemen regarding my cooking and then they were off. Thank you Lord for firemen.
The verse I recalled throughout the week was,
"Though He stumbles he shall not fall because the LORD holds him up with his hand", Psalm 37:24.
"Do all things without grumbling or questioning", Philippians 2:14,
now that's the verse I need to repeat more frequently.