And so begins 2009 ...
This has been the coldest winter on record since, like forever. 70 years or something ridiculous like that. It doesn't really bother me, but it does add to the doldrums that everyone seems to feel this time of year.
We've had a bit of a rollercoaster going on here over the past month or so. Nyckee and Miles sold their house shortly after listing it just after the new year. The purchaser wanted a possession date of January 27th, so the pressure was on to find a new place. It's not my story so I won't tell it here, but it was one disappointment after another -- lost a couple of houses to bids that came in before theirs, failed inspections, and so on. The last one they bid on was perfect in every way and it looked like it was theirs. We tried so hard not to get excited, but in the end someone else had beat them to it. With one week to go until move-out day.
Anyway, joy of joys, they managed to find one (not as perfect as the perfect house, but still a good house) just a couple of blocks from our house! And they can move in on the 27th, provided all the financing and stuff can be processed by then! It's less than a kilometre from our house, with a big park/field between us. It's close to many good schools, which is perfect because Chaeli will be starting school soon. Just a huge relief all 'round!
For me, I've had a couple of work issues that I can't talk about that have been weighing very heavily on me. It's going to be awhile before I figure all of that out, but I know it will all be okay in the end. It's just the middle that's kind of screwy and 3:00am seems to be prime time for me to start thinking about it all. :P
Mr X is working back at Meadow Lake, so he's home usually for a couple of days each week. We still have some stuff going on with his previous job that is driving me batty, but Alberta Labour is involved now and I hope we can get it resolved. That's also been stressing me out but I'm working at just letting it go for now.
I've been having a real struggle, through all of this stuff, with the concept of prayer. If anyone can enlighten me, I'd sure appreciate it. I'm torn with the whole idea of praying for something specific or just throwing up my hands and saying, "Fix this, please!". The Bible says things like a) you have not because you ask not; and b)ask and it shall be given you... but then, on the other hand, we are reminded that we need to ask for His will because we have no idea, usually, what is best for us. Oh, then there's the Free Will concept (yes, I just read The Shack) but that's confusing when it's a given that our will is often completely misguided and we'd all be better off following a Plan.
Anyway, the biggest problem I have with praying is that, compared to millions of people in so many parts of the world, I have it pretty darn sweet, no matter what my concerns may be. Why should He even be concerned about my job issues, for example, when people in Kabul have lost their freedom, their limbs, their children, their homes -- and here am I, living in opulence with everything I could ever possibly need, complaining? How arrogant to even approach God with a whine when He is seeing the other stuff that's actually really bad. Those people matter every bit as much as I do, and they sure do need God's help more immediately.
Deep, very deep stuff for a Thursday in January.
We've had a bit of a rollercoaster going on here over the past month or so. Nyckee and Miles sold their house shortly after listing it just after the new year. The purchaser wanted a possession date of January 27th, so the pressure was on to find a new place. It's not my story so I won't tell it here, but it was one disappointment after another -- lost a couple of houses to bids that came in before theirs, failed inspections, and so on. The last one they bid on was perfect in every way and it looked like it was theirs. We tried so hard not to get excited, but in the end someone else had beat them to it. With one week to go until move-out day.
Anyway, joy of joys, they managed to find one (not as perfect as the perfect house, but still a good house) just a couple of blocks from our house! And they can move in on the 27th, provided all the financing and stuff can be processed by then! It's less than a kilometre from our house, with a big park/field between us. It's close to many good schools, which is perfect because Chaeli will be starting school soon. Just a huge relief all 'round!
For me, I've had a couple of work issues that I can't talk about that have been weighing very heavily on me. It's going to be awhile before I figure all of that out, but I know it will all be okay in the end. It's just the middle that's kind of screwy and 3:00am seems to be prime time for me to start thinking about it all. :P
Mr X is working back at Meadow Lake, so he's home usually for a couple of days each week. We still have some stuff going on with his previous job that is driving me batty, but Alberta Labour is involved now and I hope we can get it resolved. That's also been stressing me out but I'm working at just letting it go for now.
I've been having a real struggle, through all of this stuff, with the concept of prayer. If anyone can enlighten me, I'd sure appreciate it. I'm torn with the whole idea of praying for something specific or just throwing up my hands and saying, "Fix this, please!". The Bible says things like a) you have not because you ask not; and b)ask and it shall be given you... but then, on the other hand, we are reminded that we need to ask for His will because we have no idea, usually, what is best for us. Oh, then there's the Free Will concept (yes, I just read The Shack) but that's confusing when it's a given that our will is often completely misguided and we'd all be better off following a Plan.
Anyway, the biggest problem I have with praying is that, compared to millions of people in so many parts of the world, I have it pretty darn sweet, no matter what my concerns may be. Why should He even be concerned about my job issues, for example, when people in Kabul have lost their freedom, their limbs, their children, their homes -- and here am I, living in opulence with everything I could ever possibly need, complaining? How arrogant to even approach God with a whine when He is seeing the other stuff that's actually really bad. Those people matter every bit as much as I do, and they sure do need God's help more immediately.
Deep, very deep stuff for a Thursday in January.
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