We had a lovely sprinkle of freezing rain and then a dump of snow last night. Today was not the day to go anywhere, but I happened to be basically out of every single thing that we need to survive – or at least anything my son would eat!
After my wonderful husband dug the car out, scraped it and heated it up for us, I bundled my boy up and we conquered the snow to the store.
My faithful loonie that stays in my car for shopping carts had disappeared, and I had no other change. I walked to customer service to see if I could take out a loonie on my debit, or if they would be gracious and just unlock a cart for me.
The lady was quite miserable as I tried to hold my toddler prisoner with my legs as I negotiated with her. She said there was no way that I could get a loonie for a cart without buying one of their reusable bags, and there was CERTAINLY no way she could get me a cart to use.
On normal days I would just think of something. Today, I literally burst into uncontrollable tears. Like, crying so hard, I can’t think, I can’t see, and I can’t speak. I pull out my phone to call my husband to see if he can help me, as my 18 month old runs away.
Long story short, I end up getting a loonie for a cart that ends up being full of snow, has a wheel that doesn’t work and no seat belt. Caleb doesn’t want to stay in the cart, and in a split second is standing up jumping into my unsuspecting arms. My cart is full of groceries, and he starts trying to convince me in a baby-jibber-jabber to buy chips.
Cue more uncontrollable tears.
We get to the till and my groceries end up being way more than I thought they were going to be, which catches me off guard, and the tears begin to flow again…while Caleb is throwing items at the man behind us in line.
I finally get him and all the items in the cart, and in my arms and walk out into more falling snow (without a coat because my son is sitting on it since the car was full on snow). The cart begins to drift and rolls into a snow bank. In a desperate attempt to save the life of my child, and my groceries, I use everyone ounce of strength to lift the cart out of the snow and back onto the path.
By this point, I’m not functioning anymore. I thought I was out of tears, but apparently not. After begging Andrew to come home for an early lunch to help me unload the groceries and simultaneously spilling coffee all over myself, we leave the parking lot, Caleb screaming every minute of the home.
Walking into the house, I was hit with this peace that goes beyond my understanding. We have prayed in every house we’ve lived in that the Lord’s peace would fill our home in a supernaturally wonderful way.
Today I felt it. Grace, peace, love and joy, all at once in an overwhelming wave. My heart calmed down, and I read this verse:
Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls.
I’m so thankful for a gentle and humble saviour today. He extends to me undeserved love and grace. He provides rest in chaos. He blesses our homes with peace.
Invite the Lord to fill your home with peace today. Our world is crazy, but may our homes be a sanctuary.