Waiting and working within God's realm
H e calls to say he's picking up pizza for the kids, and will go to the restaurant to cook us two chicken fried steaks. That's when I hear it: exhaustion. He's tired. Today was his full day at the eatery. He worked there for hours. I thought he would come home to be with us after he left there, but he said, "He needed to go and knock on some doors." "Man working by the sweat of his brow, bless him and protect Him Lord. " I pray. I feel awful and guilty. My back still pangs which limits my movements. Today my ventures have been to the bathroom, bed, and computer. Being confined Sunday to the bed wasn't the best of time, at least I had the time to help Husband with his test so I accepted the situation. Today, however, I really need to get caught up on house work: sit at the table with the children to school properly, and be able to move around. Where is the gift, hm? I'm beginning to sense a strugg...