Just a quick entry this morning, Lord, to check in with you before I get stuck into a few things. I don’t know what’s wrong with me this week but I haven’t got a lot done and it’s all piling up. The wet weather doesn’t help. The whole house seems full of damp and half-dried washing which is driving me a bit crazy. It seems horribly petty to say so, but one of my favourite things is sticking the washing out and then coming back a few hours later to find it all perfectly dry. It’s heaven. Juggling washing is not.
The other reason for the brevity of my entry today is that I am off into the city later this morning to meet up with Linley for lunch. As you know, Dad called yesterday to see if there was any possibility he might be able to pick up Nathan after kindy today so that they can carry on their adventure. What this quite entails I can only guess at. Dad said, “Man stuff.” Mum said they spend their time in the garage bashing wood and talking nonsense. It all seems good to me. So, I thought I should stick to my resolve of keeping in touch in Linley and have arranged lunch.
No doubt she will spend most of the time telling me how busy she is at work and how she doesn’t usually have time for lunch, how her life is fabulous and so much more interesting than my own poor specimen of a life, but I shall try not to be bothered by this. I’m just struck with this feeling (knowing full well she has built her house on the sand) that one day we will once again need to be there for her – and that next time she may be more prepared to see the need for you, Lord. To this end I really do feel called in a sense to keep up the friendship – and maybe the occasional lunch is as good a way as any of doing this. It’s a defined length of time in a semi-neutral environment (apart from the way that the city makes me feel horribly parochial) and only needs to be now and again.
So, Lord, as has become my habit, I pray that you would work in and through me today for your good purposes, and that you would bless our time together and our conversation. Help me to keep in mind the higher purpose of our friendship should Linley get too condescending! I commit myself to you in your precious name…Amen