Where am I??
Honestly, some days I don’t know myself!!!
Middle Daughter and Youngest Daughter are in New York for some sightseeing.
A friend who is a single mom has needed a ride to work for much of these last two weeks. It is almost 30 miles roundtrip twice a day, and some days it gets very long and inconvenient. But then, I think of her. She has five daughters. The daddy of her children is dead. She lives in government housing. The transmission on her van went up, leaving her with $1500.00 in repair bills. She is struggling, she is alone, she is dependent on others for her transportation, and she isn’t sure that she can trust the one who said He will be a “loving Heavenly Father, a husband to the widow, and a father to the fatherless.” I have it so good.
Youngest Son continues to amaze me at how much time an offspringin’ can take when he is five hundred miles away. (He’s coming home in 10 days for about 5 days, then he plans to be off to Cedarville for college.)
Eldest Son is pursuing a career with a REACH Team. (Lord Jesus, Hold me steady!)
There is canning to do.
. . . And this household has a new member. Nettie came yesterday to share a bedroom with Cecelia and to see how things work out. This has been the most “pensive” thing on my horizon. We have agreed to “try” this placement, and I think that it is what God has for right now…Things are going better than I ever dreamed possible, and for that, I am so grateful.
But yesterday, cleaning out the few remnants left behind by Gertrude was emotionally exhausting. I had gone through the room before, but I guess there was too much that was too hard to let go of. Pictures. Hair bows. Christmas bells for her shoes. Curlers. Just little stuff. What was I thinking? How was waiting supposed to make this last “going through” stuff easier???
I confess I need the prayers of those I love . . .