It seems that everyone has a polite question. I'm glad! I'm never quite sure what to answer, but here is what I'm thinking tonight.
"How are you?"
Really? I'm tired and tense, feeling thirsty to meet with God. My mind is reeling with all I think I "ought" to be doing, while I long for peace and rest. At the same time, I feel anticipation of the surprise of what will come next. (T eating face wash?! Done that. Us moving? Again? We'll see.)
"How are B's finals?"
Truthfully? This week stinks in many ways. My husband is gone more than normal, is busier than normal, is stressed. He also can't be touched (poison ivy). He can't communicate in normal ways... typical sentences come out scrambled due to the legal strain. ("Get a Tate for bib.")
"What do you have going on?"
Do you want to know everything? I'll just give you the highlights: all of the customary household things, schooling, etc., plus gardening, helping families with their health, and finding things to do to keep us occupied and cheerful.
"Where are you going after law school?"
We don't know. We would LIKE to stay here. At this stage, we would rather not move again and start over somewhere else. BUT, wherever the Lord wants us to be is where we want to be. If we move from Lynchburg, so be it. He goes before us. If He provides a job for B here, we will rejoice.
"Does B have job possibilities?"
Well, it's possible. He has done the work of looking for a job, but has not had any interviews nor offers of a job. Still, we know that the Lord will provide for us, and it may seem to come out of nowhere. His sovereign hand is working, even now.
This is a bit brash... not sure if it coming out the way I intended. B is reviewing his notes aloud next to me. When I was listening to him it was putting me to sleep. Now that I'm typing, I think I'm just muddled.
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