A Challenge

It wasn’t elective, but it was necessary,

I knew that, but still I felt the cold fingers of fear circle my spine,

The entire base floor in my truly lovely residence had inexplicably turned to jello.

When I used that term loosely to describe the problem the wittiest member of my clan asked, “What flavor?”

And of course, the humor released the bondage of trepidation.

After all, I realized recalling the words of another, “They are just things,”

And so they were.

However, the things were also every item I possessed (with the exception of my four beloved children and a checking account)

All, including the sole occupant (me) had to be relocated until the vital repairs could be made.

And of course, meanwhile the world kept turning and traumas far more serious touched other’s lives,

However, once again, a lesson was taught about unexpected challenges in our book of life, and yes, a need for humor,

Especially laughing at yourself and senseless fears and idiocracies

And never forgetting to trust in our Maker.