Nothing in the room stirred, our breaths were held in bated agony, and faces were ominously lit by the light emanating from the devices held reverently in front of us. Hearts pounded in anxious trepidation, and worried eyes cast searching glances at their fellow man. No eye could ignore the warning that flashed across our screens.
There was no wi-fi connection.
I froze, the blood in my veins ceasing to pump blood throughout my body for a second. My fingers grew cold, and I bit my lip hoping that this was just a glitch, something quick that would be resolved in short notice. Little did I know what the days ahead would bring.
“Maybe we just need to restart it?”
My mother’s voice was laced with worry and slight irritation. I didn’t blame her, after all, we had all been doing something that had been rudely interrupted. Quickly, I went to our modem and proceeded to restart the small black box, my heart thundering in my chest all the while, praying that this was just something that would be over soon so that I could get back to working on my book.
It was of no avail, the wi-fi would not connect and the little red dot blinking violently on the box screamed loudly that we had been disconnected.
Whipping out my cell phone, I got on the line with the wi-fi company and sat in painful anticipation for the next thirty-five minutes. My face told it all when I hung up. This was no simple fix. We were to be shipped a new modem that would arrive between 2-6 the next day. This is not what my family and I wanted to hear, but what could we do?
We sat in stunned silence, trying to adjust to the feeling of being unplugged, the shivering stillness almost more than we could bear. The haunting quiet was awkward, the bright blue glow from our screens amiss, cutting painfully through the heavy curtain. We sat around the living room, our eyes darting around, wondering who was going to make the first move, mouth the first word, attempt an actual conversation.
We made the best of it though and lit the fireplace to fight the fridge air that surrounded us, and I pulled out all the books I could get my palms on. We sat there that night, huddled around laughing, talking, reading, drawing, doing crosswords and making cookies. This wasn’t so bad we thought, we can do this!
As I remember that night I have to laugh. We had no idea….
The next day rolled around and we waited excitedly for the UPS truck to roll up in front of our brick porch. Our faces pressed up against window pane, our moist breath fogging up the window, and our fingers leaving little prints on the now not-so-pristine glass.
I read anything I could get my hands on, one book after another joining the rapidly growing pile. Our ears perked up as we heard the sound of a truck motor approaching. Yes, we thought, we are going to be reconnected! We watched as the delivery man hopped out and proceeded to remove a huge box that must have been at least four feet wide! He headed to the neighbor’s house. Our hopes shattered around our feet, the glass a painful reminder that we were not going to be up and running anytime soon. I pulled out another book and tried to drown my sorrow in another realm, a realm where wi-fi existed.
After receiving our new modem a half-hour later, I flew to set it up. My palms were sweaty with excitement and slight anxiety. Would it work? Carefully, I plugged everything in and waited for the lights to turn a beautiful, grassy green. I waited, I hoped, I prayed, I… stared in shock and disappointment as an angry red light blinked wickedly. Its silence mocked me, and I sighed knowing that this was indeed not going to be an easy fix.
I then had another half-hour phone call with a technician trying to figure out what in the world was wrong with our modem, and I listened with heavy heart as the small voice on the other end of line told me that they would have to send someone out in the morning. I glanced at the clock, it was six o’clock at night. We would have to wait until 9:30 the next morning to see if we would once more be plugged in. Until then, we talked, laughed, read, and helped my mom with her crossword puzzle for she had nothing but that to entertain her. Of course, there was always her thirty-year-old transistor radio but the only clear station was in Spanish which none of us knew or spoke a word of.
The hours drug by, I had gone through five books in 72 hours, and my family waited on pins and needles for the technician to say that he fixed it.
We would be stuck without wi-fi for another day.
We were still stranded. No computers, no tablets, no home phone, no television, no homeschooling online, no business.
Packing up our devices, my dad and I drove down to the nearest Starbucks to use their wi-fi. Our hearts sank to our stomachs when we realized that we had lost a one-thousand-dollar account for our business due to not being able to check our emails. God knew we needed that money, but we would have to trust that it was all going to work out.
After dozens of phone calls, people coming and going, did we finally see a glimmer of hope. The company sent out someone at 7 P.M. and he was able to figure out what was going on, BUT we had to wait until morning because the issue would involve five hours of rewiring the street below us. So we waited and I fretted because my book toll had risen to seven and I had nothing left to read, and this post was three days overdue.
On Friday, March 2nd, 2018, after SIX hours of rewiring, repairing, replacing, and setting up, did we see the beautiful wi-fi signal jerk to life. We decided four days without wi-fi is not for the faint of heart.
It was over.
We were up and running.
While there were some downs to not being able to access wi-fi, I thank the Lord profusely for the four days that He allowed me to simply become unplugged, because I learned several key things from the hours of conversation, reading, and prayer.
1.) Thank God for Family.
Family is SO important! I cannot stress this enough, and I am so thankful for the wonderful members who make up mine. They are the wind in my sails and the song in my heart. They mean the world to me and I cannot picture life without them. Our conversations were lively and I will never forget them. Be thankful for the family that surrounds you, look up from your screen and taking the beauty. Take in the love. Take in the reality that you are going to miss those scenes someday when you are older. Right now they may be loud and annoying to you, but I encourage you to look beyond the now and into the future.
1 Corinthians 13:13
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
2.) Listen to The Voice of God.
When we have our headphones on and our minds constantly filled with the things that flood our screens, we miss the voice of God that whispers gently in our ears. We miss the things that He wishes to reveal to us, the words of love and peace that He longs to flood our hearts with. It is good to just unplug and be still in His presence. When I did that over the course of the past four days, I had so many revelations and amazing encounters with the voice of God. So, stop. Unplug. And Listen.
You may be surprised with what you hear. 😉
“Be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!”
3.) Stay Connected…to God.
I didn’t realize how much I depended upon wi-fi until I was cut off from it, and I realized that there are days that I don’t find time to read my Bible. I didn’t feel any should I say, anxiety? We should feel even more about God as we do wi-fi, because He is our TRUE source of connectivity. One hour without Him and we should be longing, yearning, and in the words of King David, “pant for the Lord” (Psalm 42:1).
Plug into God and disconnect from the world, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, or whatever form of social media you use and just tune into and worship God. Let go of all earthly ties and just be in Him.
For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.