A Divine Fix
Sometimes I feel like I’m married to MacGyver; like when the ceiling fan broke and fell on me and he assured me he can fix it with a roll of duct tape.
Dust piled high on the ceiling fan in the guest room; I climbed on my ladder. I swiped the first blade and the whole unit fell on me! I cried “Help!” MacGyver came running and grabbed the heavy fan. I dug in my pocket and pulled out my petite, hot pink sequined flashlight. He inspected the damage. “It’s a broken bracket, but don’t worry. I can fix this.”
I don’t want him to fix it. I want a new fan installed immediately. The family likes this room when they visit. The fan is right over the bed – the place where six-year old Sookie sleeps. The bed—my makeshift change station—it’s where I change the baby’s diapers.
This mama bear is insistent.
“Do you trust me?” He asks. I shook my head negatively, bangs flying from the east to the west. “I want a new one.”
I was the first one to spot a set of car keys and drove him to Home Depot. For ten minutes I prayed in the car while he shopped for a new bracket. The car’s side door opened and I glanced at the box containing a brand new fan. Home Depot no longer manufactures the bracket or our old unit!
You should see my pretty new fan lighting up the guest room.
We rejoiced that God cares about the details such as our little family or broken ceiling fans. We offered praise and thanksgiving on the drive home.
I speak powerful scripture declarations at the start of each new day that my friend, Debbie, taught me. These are my favorites:
I have a covenant with God and by the blood of Jesus I release my divine protection and divine provision. (Hebrews 8:6)
My angels are carrying out the Word of God on my behalf (Psalm 103:20)
Any adversity, attack, accidents and tragedies that were headed my way are diverted right now in Jesus’ Name. (Psalm 91)
I watched our grandchildren play in the guest room and as I stood in the doorway, I remembered that an umbrella of divine protection hovers over them.
For the record, I am grateful to have a man who can fix things and I don’t take that for granted. Have you ever heard of a ceiling fan falling down from the ceiling?