Prayer for the second line

It's been a week and a half now that our second power line hasn't been working.  We've known this line was an extra gift of God's grace.  At the beginning of electricity rationing this fall, it meant we still had power during the days.  As the days grew colder, it changed to only 2 extra day time hours.  But we still had power all night long.  I didn't realize how much that helped, until it stopped working.  The power was never very strong, but we'd switch over to our second line before bed and it would keep our three electric heaters running all night long.

Three nights ago, at the end of a very cold week, we woke up to 45F in our bedroom.  The power has been going out at 10:30 and coming on around 4:30 or 5 a.m.  Without fail, Zeke wakes up when the power goes out, and then through the night when he's cold.  To light the gas heaters (that aren't safe to leave on all night) often wakes at least one child.  And then Elias wakes up every morning when the electricity returns, and has been making his way to our bed.  We are slowly figuring out a rhythm, but I'll be honest, I'd rather not limp along this way all winter long!

We've called everyone we know to call and so finally today 2 older men who were for the electric company showed up.  Of course I was home alone with the kids when they finally came.  A woman's word here is useless.  They looked at our electric box and assured me the power would come.  I told them it hadn't come, that it was broken up the line.  He told me he fixed the line last night.  I told them I had 2 babies and that our landlord won't allow us to burn a wood or coal heater, as it would ruin the walls.  How am I to keep my babies warm and from getting sick?  The old man looked me in the eye, patted my shoulder and said "Don't be afraid, the power will come."

We flipped the breaker tonight to the other line, and there is no power.  Nothing has changed.  I would love for you to pray for me!  Pray that the line would be fixed, yes!  Pray that if it's not, He would give us great strength and perseverance to make it through long, cold and dark nights.  Pray for our marriage; as you can imagine, bitter, cold sleepless nights are far from romantic.  But pray too for my heart.  Right now, I feel lied to.  To share honestly my desperation to keep my children warm and well and have a man tell me a flat out lie is hard!  I honestly just want to harden up and pull back.  Pray for me that I don't.