Its Always A Story With The Hendersons

03 Aug The Falling Toad

My morning routine includes opening my eyes and saying “Good morning God. Thank You for this glorious day and all Your blessings.” Before my feet touch the floor, I am thanking God.

Once I am dressed and ready for the day, I head for the front door. 

Opening the door, I view the beauty outside and feel the early morning temperature. Once again, I say, “Thank You God, for this glorious day and all Your blessings.”

This simple routine starts my day with comfort and peace.

On a recent morning, things took a different turn. Placing my hand on the doorknob and twisting to open, I heard a slight “thud”. The humidity sometimes causes the door to “stick” a little so I thought that was probably the reason for the odd sound.

No! As I opened the door, a gray toad fell from the top of the door into the foyer. 

My scream was probably loud enough to wake the neighbors. Luckily, no one came out to see what happened. Maybe my scream wasn’t as loud as I imagined.

There sat a gray toad in the foyer. 

“Alan, come quickly. There’s a toad in the house! Help! How do I get him out of here?”

Alan replied while sitting in his chair in the living room. “What did you say? A toad? Where? How did it get in the house?”

“No time to explain. Get him out before he starts hopping around.” I didn’t want to see that toad jump and hide behind furniture where we couldn’t find him. All sorts of scenarios played in my mind. 

Walking to the foyer without any speed or worry, my dear husband asked, “Where is it? Where’s the toad?” I explained that the toad was right there in front of him.

My superhero husband used a floor duster to scoot the little toad back outside. I think the fall must have stunned the toad. The toad sure stunned me.

My peaceful morning blessings were interrupted by a gray toad and laughter. Well, laughter once the toad was back outside.

I am not afraid of all creatures. I just don’t like when they interrupt my peaceful morning and try to come into the house.

Come to think of it, that toad probably thought I interrupted his quiet morning routine.

Silly toad. Stay outside. Please don’t linger on the front door. I am thankful it didn’t fall on my head. If that had happened, you would have heard me screaming all the way to your house, wherever you live.

This silly experience gave me time to pause and consider how easily I can be distracted from sharing time with God. What began as a peaceful morning giving praise to God, turned into a few moments of fright and frustration.

I’m glad the toad was put back outside and that I could continue saying, “Thank You God, for this glorious day and all Your blessings.”

Have a blessed day, and watch out for falling toads,

Mimi aka Melissa Henderson

Toad photo courtesy of Pixabay

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