Morning Lord. With Linley up and out of the house first thing I’m suddenly finding myself so much less engaged with things in the morning that finding time to spend with you is so much easier. She came home yesterday from her first day at her new job absolutely ecstatic – she loved the people, the working conditions, her office, her boss, the coffee. She said she thinks she’s going to fit right in there in a way that she never did in her old job. Personally, I think that’s a whole lot of snap judgements on the first day, but such enthusiasm is certainly better than the alternative.
Anyway, if anything, it does bode well for her finding her feet (and the door) sooner rather than later, although I guess I still need to be realistic. It may yet be some time before I get my house back to myself – just the way I like it. On top of which, it’s now one week until the kids will also be out of the house, well at least during some of the daylight hours anyway. Hopefully Nathan will be quite recovered by then. He’s still a bit irritable on account of being hot and itchy – but this is day seven of the ten-day quarantine period so things should improve soon. In the meantime I pray you would give him comfort and rest, Lord.
I must try and catch up with Caroline today, Lord. I pray you would give me the wisdom to know when to ring, and the words to say when I do. Everything I say starts feeling like useless platitudes in the face of so much woe. There’s certainly not much to be envious about any more – and I find that very sad.
I commit our family and friends into your care….in your mighty name…Amen