“To the present hour we hunger and thirst, we are poorly dressed and buffeted and homeless…”
~1 Corinthians 4:11~

My sister called in the morning to catch me up on her latest job news. I’d texted them to see how everyone’s new year was going, if they were back into their routines. She’s been feeling for a while like she maybe needs a new job. My brother-in-law and two of my sisters all work for the same church. Like any church it has its problems. But she’s been wondering if it wasn’t time to move somewhere else, to return to old places.

And that was the plan as far as I knew, until she had a change of heart. The goodbyes had been said, the month notice given, the new job was lined up. But then she saw the chaos ensuing; the pastor trying to get her a raise, her duties being split between her post-partum sister and the young husband and dad already working 70 hours. I thought, “Where are the Boomers?? Why are these young ones carrying so much?”

There’s so much resentment out there over how much a people group, gender, or generation failed another. It’s not my problem to solve, and neither is it my sister’s in this particular situation. I suppose we all in some form or another have to have our own experiences that causes us to despair of life itself in order that we might be mercifully cured of the delusion that we had somehow cracked the code to personal prosperity.

And I guess that’s supposed to be comforting for people. I know it is it just doesn’t always feel like it. So anyway the boys finished school and we heated up leftovers for lunch. There was potato soup and tator tot casserole and the warming comfort foods of winter. I feel like there was something else I’m forgetting. I had a Zoom call with my instructor trying to get my technology figured out so I could log my intercession hours.

She has to email the company. I was madly calculating numbers to compare what it would look like to finish in summer or to still go through the fall with three classes. Dad and the boys went outside to sled. I walked out there eventually just to see what was going on. The van got stuck when Ethan backed it up to go pick up Laura. I took the dog so Josh could go help him. We have another official driver as of sometime this week.

Judah dressed up and drove Ethan and Laura around for their date. They put the middle seats down in the van to make it more like a limousine. Laura likes this Thai place so that’s where they met while my other son went to a close McDonalds. They came here afterwards but I was at class. I came home right as they were leaving for him to take her back home. Elianna came home eventually and Ethan sometime after I was asleep.