D day, Lord. After having survived the rigours of the kindy disco, a new battle line has formed – Linley moves in today. I pray that we might be able to offer her all that she needs at this time, and that things might run smoothly. I pray we might be able to accommodate her, and that she might be able to likewise accommodate us – perhaps more of a challenge given her aversion to anyone under the age of about twenty-five. I pray she might soon get a job and be able to re-establish herself – although her prospects don’t sound very bright. I pray you would supply us with an abundance of patience, because I’m very much afraid we are going to need all the help we can get.
I live and hope that she might be of some use to us as well – maybe a spot of babysitting? As it is Miss Hollis has asked that I come and see her after school tomorrow as she wants to ‘discuss a few matters with me’ (sounds ominous) so maybe Linley might oblige by looking after the kids. I could dash them home then dash back again and have a meeting with Her Perfectness without having to worry about what to do with the three kids.
Anyway, I’m sure I will lie awake all night worrying about just what might be said at this mysterious meeting, so I pray you would give me your peace that passes all understanding, and help me not to fret unnecessarily.
Thank you for your love, and for your many blessings…Amen