JJ takes his driving test TODAY at 3:30 p.m. EST.
I am trying to write this post with two cats–one (Timmy) sitting on my lap with his head resting on the keyboard and one (KeeKee) sitting next to me on my lap. It’s not easy writing this way, but in our house cats rule.
My spirits are reviving as I get back into routine after having contact with my family. I guess that as I have struggled over the years with difficult people, I have been forced to wrestle with issues of repentance, forgiveness, boundaries, and love. Hopefully, I am understanding more about what it all means, but I also find my heart is more broken by it all.
Ah well, life goes on.
I had planned to share something that my son and I have been reading in homeschool that is related to the matter of forgiveness and repentance, but I am tired tonight and have a headache so I will postpone writing about it until my head is clearer…
It’s Saturday morning, and I am not sure what happened to the week. It went by in a blur.
EJ took Thursday through Sunday off work, and we have been attempting to pack a summer’s worth of fun and an autumn’s worth of preparation into the four days.
Today is my birthday. This is my last year in my current decade. Next year I will be a half century old.
I stayed up too late last night.
My Hebrew class gets over at 11 p.m. I enjoy the class. It is taught by a woman who is also learning Hebrew–she is taking a class using the same book. She is just farther into the book than we are. If we ask questions that she doesn’t know, she asks her Hebrew teacher. Also, sometimes people join the class that have greater knowledge of the language, and they are able to help us. We do a lot of reading and learning vocabulary words. It is very helpful and fun to have others to study with.
When I was young, I read a story about a blind dog. He was able to roam free in his house and yard because he had such a good memory that he never bumped into anything more than once. If he bumped into anything, he’d avoid it from that point on. This worked fine for permanent things like trees or buildings, but the problem is that some items aren’t permanent. Sometimes a chair wasn’t pushed up to the table, or or a rake was not put away, or a car was in the driveway and then drove away. If the dog bumped into it, he’d avoid that place from them on, so as he walked across the room or house, he’d weave a curious path around things that weren’t there.
Not long ago, a friend on a forum shared a difficult situation he was going through, and I told him what I learned through a similar situation in an attempt to encourage and help him. After hearing his story, I thought, “Wow, next to his suffering, I’ve hardly suffered at all.” Then he wrote that after hearing my story, he felt that next to my suffering, he had hardly suffered at all. We laughed about that.