Afternoon, Lord. It’s so late I may as well not have made it as far as my prayer journal today, but I’m feeling nice and grateful so wanted to check in quickly with you while Emily, Madison and Nathan are happily grazing on afternoon tea.
Thank you so much that Dad’s check up went well today and that the news, post heart attack, is positive. It sounds as though he was lucky to have suffered such minor effects, that it was definitely more of a warning to slow down, eat well and keep fit, than a major “You’re in serious trouble…warning…warning!!”
Thank you too that the hospital were running on time and I was able to stay with Dad for his entire consultation, and still be back in time to pick the kids up. Surely a minor miracle in itself! Not that we’ll be home long, Lord, since it’s Kindy Disco Night – an event that would be quite beyond my imagination was it not for the fact that we went through the same thing when Emily was there. Thankfully I don’t have to worry about Nathan wanting to go looking like a pole dancer in training unlike some of the girls Emily was at kindy with.
Of course it’s all a fiendish plot to have us part with more money – fizzy drinks, glow sticks, gold coin entry, sausage sizzle. And, just to add insult to injury, both the children came home today with forms asking us to order calendars that they’ve illustrated for another fundraiser. By the time I buy both of them, plus copies for the grandparents, I’ve spent a small fortune. Still, all in a good cause I suppose. So much for the concept of free primary education, though.
Anyway, the natives are getting restless so I had better go and supervise! I pray that a good time would be had by all this evening, and that I might be gracious about whatever money might end up whizzing out of my wallet!
Amen