Morning Lord. A new day! By the looks of things the weather’s a bit dull this morning but the forecasters have promised things will cheer up later. Thank you for the many blessings you have given us. Watching the footage coming out of Haiti you can’t help but be so moved by the plight of the people, and struck in contrast at all we have here. I pray your hand would be on the people, Lord, and that you would provide for their needs. I know I don’t say it often enough but I am grateful for my little place in the world.
I must confess I’ve never been so glad to see Saturday, Lord, since Andrew will be home and I will be able to get out and about even if it is just to the supermarket, to buy new school shoes for Emily, and to get her books. It seems hard to believe the kids only have ten days before school and kindergarten resume for the new academic year. Of course whether Nathan will be well enough is another matter, but once he is better I’m sure he’ll really benefit from being at kindergarten five mornings a week.
I’d like to catch up with Caroline today as well, although I’m not sure of the wisdom of this. I’m pretty sure Christian hasn’t had chicken pox and I don’t think Caroline would thank me if I inadvertently carried it with me to her house. I suspect autism and chicken pox would not be a nice combination. Nathan having it is bad enough.
There’s also an evening on at church this evening, organised by Abigail and billed as a ‘casual but elegant’ get-together but I don’t think we’ll make it to that either. After the week I’ve had it’s the last thing I feel like doing, especially if Abigail has organised it. Who knows what strange activities she will have dreamed up? No thanks. I mean I know she’s the pastor’s wife, but it just seems to me she tries too hard to be something she isn’t.
Then there’s Linley, Lord. As you well know her mysterious errands yesterday turned out to be shopping. I was horrified to put it mildly. She’s barely contributed a thing since she moved in and there she was proudly showing me two new outfits and a new pair of $300 shoes she’d bought. If you added up the cost of all the shoes in our entire house you’d be lucky if it came to that! Of course when I suggested she was putting the cart before the horse by spending money she hadn’t yet earned, and that she was still homeless and in debt, she just got defensive and said she needed new things for her new job. She starts on Monday (since she has no other fixed engagements, that’s for sure) and so time was of the essence. Hmph…
Anyway, Lord, I pray for your hand to be on all of our crazy crew – sick, well, homeless, helpless or harassed – and that you would provide for each of our needs. I pray in your name…Amen