“The RoseBouquet”

Do you have this much variety happening at your house too?

Yesterday I stayed home all day, intending to catch up on my backlog of emails. I managed to do that last week Monday and Tuesday. However, I ran into a problem with my emails. I could receive but not send any out. So I spent hours in contacting Support at my hosting service, and called my ISP trouble-shooting dept twice. No go. I did research online to see what other options I had. No go.

My favourite online radio, BBNradio was acting funny too. At first no audio, then while I had another channel tuned in, they came on, but seemed to hiccup, stutter and echo and break up whenever I clicked to do almost anything on the computer. What’s with that? I decided to just tolerate it as I had my hands full.

Finally, late in the afternoon I decided that I would have to turn the matter over to the Lord, and I should just work my way through the emails, and trust that sometime soon the problem will be cleared up.

At midnight I shut down and just committed it all to the Lord. My emails will get out eventually.

This morning when I stumbled to the bathroom I suddenly knew that in all the talk with techies about changing ports to reach the mail server, no one had thought about checking the firewall. It may need those ports opened there too. So I have an idea about where to focus my trouble-shooting today, however, I know it could take a while, so I’m right now focusing on getting this RoseBouquet out to you, and I’ll deal with this later.

(Judy, I’m happy to say I solved your ftp problem yesterday! But you’ll have to wait for the email).

On second thought, I recall one fall when I had just installed my first otherwise well-functioning SUSE 9.3 operating system, but my emails would NOT send. It stymied everyone. So I had to go online to send out my emails for about a month. Then one day, after prayer, I stumbled upon the small setting change needed to get everything working again.

Here’s hoping that kind of solution comes to me early today! My mis-adventures turn out to be learning curves which give me knowledge or skills I can use to help others later. But the part about being a guinea pig in the lab isn’t so much fun.