Morning Lord! I’m trying to write this in my car this morning since a) I really can’t afford coffee every morning b) I do need to get some shopping done and c) Caroline has been asking questions about what I’ve been up to between drop-off time and coming home time that are making me feel guilty. I must say that I don’t think this idea is a good one though, and certainly not conducive to good spine health! Needless to say this will be a short prayer time (although I often say that then waffle on – just as I am doing now in fact) for which I hope you will forgive me.
Just two main things today. Firstly, re last night’s parent/teacher interview, I must say I have come away feeling a little perplexed. Miss Rodgers had nothing bad to say about Emily’s academic performance but was certainly very lukewarm about her in other respects. It seems clear to me that she does not really like Emily overly much, which surely must put a tarnish on their teacher/pupil relationship. Miss Rodgers did concede (reluctantly) that things had improved since Madison’s departure, but it was not what you would call a glowing report. It does make me wonder whether I should be talking to the powers that be and maybe even requesting a change of class. But then, what does that teach Emily about dealing with the harder things of life or about working things out for herself rather than relying on someone (Mum in this case) to rush in and make everything okay? I continue to pray for the wisdom to know what to do, Lord. Ditto where Nathan is concerned too, Lord.
Secondly, it is Bible Study afternoon, so I pray for your hand to be on our group as we meet, fellowship, and talk about things from your Word. As always I pray for Libby as she prepares to lead us – although in truth, Lord, she is such an uber-Christian I’m not sure she entirely needs the prayer.
Oh, I just thought of a third thing. Last night, just before we were about to leave for the interview, I caught Trinity with her hand resting on our piano. Ever since the Wests arrived I’ve said she can play any time she wants, but there usually isn’t any response. I know it’s not half the piano she’s used to but maybe a bit of music will help break down whatever is going on in that poor little child. When Trinity saw that I had seen her she just looked at me, all tragic and forlorn, and all I could say to her was, “Whenever you’re ready, Trinity.” At this point she just turned and walked away. It was really heartbreaking. So, Lord, I pray that you would reach through where none of the rest of us is able to go and that you would bring comfort to a damaged little girl. If there is anything I could be doing to help I pray you would help me know what it is.
Anyway, better go. I lift all before you in your precious name…Amen