Sometimes things go seemingly wrong, but when we catch a glimpse of what could have gone a lot worse – we become very thankful for the “seemingly wrong.”
Such was the case with a recent power outage in a couple rooms.
Dang, why is this happening now?
I called a trusted electrician who had done work for me before.
“Miss Judy,” he called in southern gentleman style, after a thorough investigation. “Take a look at this.”
He jiggled the suspect outlet, and wild, two-inch blue-white flames shot out.
“Holy crap,” I said. “That could have burned the whole house down!”
“I can’t believe this house hasn’t burned down already!” he said.
I pray for this house and our tenants every day.
“There must have been an angel standing here!” I said.
Who knows?
As for me, I’m truly thankful for the “seemingly wrong” power outage, which prompted me to call a trusted electrician to fix the problem.
I can’t help thinking – when things go wrong, how often are they really a blessing in disguise?
How ‘bout you? Any blessing-in-disguise experiences?
