If you have tangles


 
That would be our exterior landline phone box. We have a signal outside, but the phones won’t work inside. If you remember the old Green Acres television show in which the character, Oliver Wendell Douglas ,  had to climb a telephone pole to make a call, well, we’re close. We’ve had to go outside and plug a phone into the outside box to receive calls. Not everyone has my husband, Jerry’s cell number, and as a pastor, he needs to be accessible. We now have a cord running from the box through the door into a phone in the house.


 Can’t seem to figure out what to do next, and trying to avoid a service call.

One of our other snarls is Jerry was involved in a car accident last week. We continually offer praise to God that all walked away from the accident unharmed, and are so aware how close we came to tragedy. Our hearts are full of gratitude. Yet, we deal with the reality that the insurance company totaled our automobile. Already down a vehicle here, since our daughter’s car was also totaled a few months ago, she’s now borrowing one of ours as we’ve not found a replacement for hers.

After much prayer, driving hundreds of miles, and days of searching lot after lot of cars for transportation that fits our budget, has the right safety features, and other specifications, we still have a rental in the driveway.

When my husband and I sit to eat, we have to declare our meal a no problem-solving zone, because honestly, it seems we spend hours every day trying to find solutions to nearly unsolvable enigmas.

In addition to that, my husband’s ancient Blackberry cell phone died, and he finally moved to a smart phone, which has put him on a steep learning curve. He enjoys this gadget maybe a little too much, and when he asks me about uploading info to the cloud using Bluetooth, I may or may not have said that I didn’t want to talk about it. Ever.

And I won’t belabor the fact a toilet upstairs keeps leaking, and we can’t figure out why.

It all seems such a tangle.

But then I hear a song about a Name that is above tangle, snarl, and problem, and my twisted core starts to uncoil.

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So if you’re in a tangle, too, lean into that Name in prayer right now, and trust Him for the answers to life’s vexing problems. I’m right there beside you believing he’s going to make macramé from all these knots.

“Therefore God exalted him to the highest place
    and gave him the name that is above every name,
that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,
    in heaven and on earth and under the earth,
 and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord,
    to the glory of God the Father(Philippians 9:2-11).