Courtesy of Pixabay.com On April 9, my Internet connection failed.
Our telephone is connected to the Internet, so that failed too.
Because of Pesach, no technician was able to get to us until this morning, April 19.
Fortunately, we have cell phones, so a dead house phone wasn't terrible, but there was no email or other forms of advanced technology for 10 days.
(My and my husband's cell phones don't have Internet.)
At first, I felt frustrated and inconvenienced. And desperate. Yet I thanked Hashem for the disconnect. However, this is what you might call "giving in order to get." Simplistically, I thought that if I blessed Hashem for the "bad," He would quickly get my connection up and running.
He didn't.
Interestingly, after a few days, I started to enjoy my disconnected state. No phone calls and no surfing or blogging or emails.
By the time the company could send a technician, I was blase about it. "Whenever," I said to my husband.
The tech lull ended up being beneficial and gained some insights into stuff I needed to adjust in myself that I wouldn't have gained if the lull had "only" been, say, 3 days or even 7 days.
A friend of mine expressed her gladness that this Pesach, I ended up with a "Festival of Internet Freedom."
She's right. I did.
Just what I'd been davening for, but didn't realize how Hashem would work it from His End.
Our telephone is connected to the Internet, so that failed too.
Because of Pesach, no technician was able to get to us until this morning, April 19.
Fortunately, we have cell phones, so a dead house phone wasn't terrible, but there was no email or other forms of advanced technology for 10 days.
(My and my husband's cell phones don't have Internet.)
At first, I felt frustrated and inconvenienced. And desperate. Yet I thanked Hashem for the disconnect. However, this is what you might call "giving in order to get." Simplistically, I thought that if I blessed Hashem for the "bad," He would quickly get my connection up and running.
He didn't.
Interestingly, after a few days, I started to enjoy my disconnected state. No phone calls and no surfing or blogging or emails.
By the time the company could send a technician, I was blase about it. "Whenever," I said to my husband.
The tech lull ended up being beneficial and gained some insights into stuff I needed to adjust in myself that I wouldn't have gained if the lull had "only" been, say, 3 days or even 7 days.
A friend of mine expressed her gladness that this Pesach, I ended up with a "Festival of Internet Freedom."
She's right. I did.
Just what I'd been davening for, but didn't realize how Hashem would work it from His End.
RSS Feed