Yesterday was one of those blissful days when the telephone rang only once. A telephone man's daughter should be more excited about telephones you would think, but no. I have vivid memories of avoiding the phone like the plague when young. It was so bad that I remember crying long and hard when Mom "made" me call Dad to get help on a math question I had one day.
Tears aren't my response anymore. In fact I quite like the convenience of picking up the phone to call family and order medications from across the country. They make quick work of a job that would otherwise weigh heavy on my mind until completed. Still, it wasn't until a nearly telephoneless day that I realized how peaceful life could be without that ring. More time and energy to enjoy God, His people and His creation. I will take that gift for a day!
Now back to a day of ringing telephones.
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