There is something to be said for clearing the air in relationships. I would guess there are probably relationships in everyone’s life where the air may have gotten a bit “stale” or “stinky” because of misunderstandings or offenses (you name it), but I’m here to tell you that it is worth it to make the effort to get things on the table and talk about them. I did that recently. Something happened last Sunday which upset me enough that I left after prayer meeting and drove to Global to catch Convergence Center’s service. I just needed to be somewhere safe.
When I came home Kevin and I had a talk and he said he felt it was time to share some things with our pastor. Within about fifteen minutes his wife texted and invited us to dinner the following evening. I knew it was God’s timing, had been praying about it for over a year knowing I needed to get some things off my chest. I suppose it took that long for me to get in the right place, that being where I could share my heart without any type of blame or defensiveness because I was certainly not blameless. God’s grace was amazing throughout, and I felt as if I’d been given an incredible gift to have been able to open up and be myself, explaining some of the journey God had me on and what I felt He was calling me to. When we got in the car to leave Kevin’s comment was a simple, “I’m proud of you.” Later, as we laid in bed and were falling asleep I heard him say very faintly, “I know.” I couldn’t get him to tell me what God had just said, but he confirmed they were talking about me and the evening. Maybe it’s better I don’t know, but I wanted to anyway (can you blame me?!).
Tuesday I got the good news (I hope anyway) that Dad’s background and credit checks needed for the apartment nearby came back clean. The plan is to pick him up Monday, go to the Social Security office and get some forms we need, and then bring him up here. The next day we’ll go for an interview at the housing complex, and then I’ll take him home Wednesday. It’ll be a lot of running around. I am trusting God to work things out. He will need everything (just about), so once we know for certain he has an apartment I’ll start looking in earnest…again.
Tonight we have another Campfire Girls “Love Songs Program” at a nursing home in Harrisburg. There will be some Global students there to pray for residents. I’m looking forward to it. This morning I had breakfast with an old friend from church. Oh, and Monday I had breakfast with an old school pal. It’s been a busy week. That’s probably a good thing, because a Come Away weekend starts tonight. It doesn’t pang me as much as it would have a month or two ago, but I feel a certain sadness. I don’t intend to dwell on that, though. God has been moving me forward into something, and I want that (whatever it is). I do miss and pray for Mary and all the ladies who are gathering. I know Holy Spirit will show up; He always does. I am praying He will show up tonight at the nursing home as well. I love that He is everywhere and so faithful :)