On the Porch
Onisha Ellis
What do cell phone providers and God have in common?
Wednesday morning I spent over an hour with my cell phone provider tech support over text. It was a frustrating experience. The tech support person and I didn’t seem to be understanding each other. He didn’t understand my problem and I didn’t understand why he didn’t.
He didn’t know where I was texting from and I didn’t know where the support person was located. He could only judge my location based on the address of my account. I didn’t understand why that was so hard for him to grasp as I TOLD him where I was.
I didn’t figure it out until the end of the session. I could type “I AM IN THE NORTH CAROLINA MOUNTAINS, NOT FLORIDA” all day long but if the tech was in another country, he wouldn’t understand.
It’a kind of like when I tell God my problems. I explain to Him how I feel and what I think I need. He listens, but sometimes I don’t feel like He gets it. But He does. Just like tech support couldn’t grasp my problems since he had no idea of my location, so I can’t always grasp God’s answers because He sees my problems from a different perspective-a perfect one.
Due to understating issues and technical complications, my problem was not resolved. As we ended the text chat, the tech thanked me for being understanding. I replied that I wasn’t being understanding, just trying to be nice and added LOL. Sort of like how some of my conversations with God end. “I don’t understand but I am trying to be trusting as I wait.”
We don’t have posts from DiVoran or Bill as of yet. Their internet has been down since Friday. Is it my imagination or is the internet experiencing a lot outages?
My daddy moved to Glory 29 years ago today. He was a good man and a good dad.I learned interesting things from him. How to reel in a big fish, take a catfish off my hook, and how to cast a Penn reel and know what a fish bite feels like in the ocean surf.
He was an airplane mechanic in WWII, It wasn’t a good experience but it led to him being hired after the war as an auto mechanic. At supper I would listen to him talk about the cars he repaired and I became pretty good at diagnosing engine noises.
Most of all, he and my mom taught me about love.( though they did not spare the rod on me.) Their love and God’s love for me. I believe in miracles because I learned of and saw miracles in their lives.
I miss him.
After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience. Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites, Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix
In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books
My 2022 goal is continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media.
Old Things R New 
Loved your post. Joanie and Frank are having trouble with their computers too. Maybe it is something in the air.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Your last paragraph is beautiful. It certainly found a place in my heart.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Danny. I guess I am at the age of looking back on life and sifting through the memories. Time seems to be make some things much clearer. Hope you are well.
LikeLiked by 1 person