THANK GOD MY DAD IS PARANOID
Throughout my teen years, I found an interest in glitter. I also found that glitter will stick to the eyelids with careful and proper application.
My dad would say “You should wash that glitter off your eyes! It could scratch your corneas and cause damage. You could even go blind possibly.” My mom and I would laugh at his paranoia over such things, but I can admit, my father’s paranoia saved my life on more than one occasion.
In my early twenties, I still wear the glitter on my eyelids and when my father sees me, he still gives me the cornea damage speech. That’s one thing he couldn’t convince me of. Early last summer we were getting ready to refill the pool, but first had to drain it. I jumped in the pool, when the water had finally lowered to only inches. Impatient to refill the pool, I decided to vacuum out the remaining water with a Wet-Vac. My dad was taking a break, silently at the picnic table, watching me wade around with the vacuum, my jeans rolled up to my knees. At some point he had prayed that the lord would watch over me and “make sure I didn’t get electrocuted.”
Minutes later, my father jumped in to help me. We both waded around the pool, the skin on our faces already beginning to burn from the intense sun. Me with the Wet-Vac and him with a small bucket to scoop out the water.
In the midst of my vacuuming and his scooping out of the water, somehow the power cord of the vacuum had dropped into the water. I did not notice that the dangerous cord had joined our pool party, but he did.
“I want you to slowly step out of the pool now,” He said calmly, but with eyes staring intensely at me. His hand rested on my shoulder and I noticed the sweat beads begin to stream from his face. Somewhat scared, but still clueless as to what was going on, I carefully made my way to the edge of the collapsed pool and stepped out slowly onto the grass, just as my dad had advised. Once I was out and on dry land, he carefully waded through and stepped out beside me. Pointing his finger he said to the pool, “I didn’t want to make you panic, but that cord fell in behind you and you stepped right on it. I thought you were going to be electrocuted!” He said, the fear and relief spreading his face.
I was in a state of shock, standing there, my mouth gaping open as he walked over and carefully took the cord from the water.
He walked back to me and hugged me tightly. At that moment, I realized just how dangerous the situation we had just experienced–and thankfully, lived through–was. I latched on, hugging him until I felt the tension in both of our bodies relax.
When we sat down my dad told me “I was just sitting at that picnic table before coming to help you drain the water and I thought, goodness, it would be bad if she tripped and that cord went in the water with her.” Thoughts, paranoid thoughts like that are not uncommon for my dad. You just have to know him to understand these fearful thoughts he has.
“Before I walked over to help you get the water out I prayed that God would watch over you. I said “Lord don’t let her get electrocuted.” He told me. “That power cord is dangerous, I prayed that he wouldn’t let you be hurt. While you were vacuuming, I couldn’t bring myself to move from the picnic table for some reason and now I know why.”
I was astonished when he told me that just minutes before, he had actually prayed that I would not be electrocuted.
“I don’t see how that did not electrocute you. You stepped right on it! That is the work of God, it has to be!” And that wasn’t the only time my father had prayed and received a miracle for our family! We both experienced a miracle from God and if it weren’t for my dad’s paranoia as well as his prayer, I would have been electrocuted right in the swimming pool!