I should be saying something about snow not rain... but nothing rhymes. We've been dumped on! Our dear neighbor man has had to plow our drive every day lately. Steve and the kids took part of the fence down ( no horse anymore) and made the "greatest sledding run ever" according to them. It starts on our mountain, as we call it, and goes right through the pasture and across the road and through the cherry orchard. It's suppose to end at the irrigation ditch. The only problem with such a wonderful sled run is that we don't have a chair lift so it is quite a chore to do it very many times a day.
Anyway, that's not what I was thinking when I titled this entry, When it Rains it Pours.
While we were in Africa my Mom asked us if we would seriously consider moving to her project and helping her get the school on its feet. When we got home we received a phone call from Naomi in TN asking if we would lead out in the Junior department of the ASI convention in New Mexico this year. Two days later Steve's brother rang up and was asking Steve if we would consider moving to (gulp!) the North Pole... no, actually Northern Alberta and help him with his ministry. All this while Steve is trying to figure out which job to take since coming home. Should he try working home health, an 8 - 5 job ( We would have to buy a car), or should he go back to the hospital and work the resource unit for 3 twelve hour shifts a week? Which could mean I need to quit my Sunday church job for lack of vehicle. If I don't have my Sunday job, should I not cut back on my piano students? That was something I had pretty much decided. We thave been thinking about selling our place and building ... and the list just goes on. All we can say is "we're praying about it". Nothing strikes us as right or wrong. No bolts of lightning. No real strong feelings in any direction, except that I have no desire to live in a place any colder than this.
Just fog.
And then another 6 inches of snow!
PS. SO far as I know. We are not going anywhere or doing anything unusual. LIke I said.."No bolts of lightening"; not even any rainbows of promise. We just don't want to leave God out of anything, and if He makes something very clear we will go, but so far no clear signs.
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Posted by Anonymous on Monday, December 22, 2008 at 05:21 - Link
See!? So much for wondering what direction your blog would take.There's always something to say LOL. My blog was meant to be secifically about my hair and yet I find so many other things to say!Anyway, God bless with the decision making.Were waiting to see if the residency permit will be granted then we'll take it from there.
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Posted by Ann@HisGraceToMe on Monday, December 22, 2008 at 07:22 - Link
Tis the season for being in the valley of decision! Our family is there too. Sell or stay, Look for a new job, etc, etc. Praise the Lord for His leading, or we'd all be in trouble!
www.harvesthomestead.blogspot.com
Oh No!
Posted by Kristy on Monday, December 22, 2008 at 09:42 - Link
Oh No Angela! Just when I'm getting excited about possibly reconnecting with you, it is possible you could move??? Well, I will accept whatever direction the Lord leads you in. I like the 12 hour shift idea because you would get hubby home 4 days a week with that! But I am with you, this climate is definitely cold enough for me too! Kristy
Rain, snow, fog
Posted by Anonymous on Monday, December 22, 2008 at 04:47 - Link
Hey Ange, I didn't know you all were thinking about making a move. Maybe you should come to EVI? (Just kidding.) I don't want to confuse things more. Make no move in the dark. God will guide you. Be afraid of making a mistake, but don't be afraid of going where He sends you. I was telling mom today, if everybody moves over there, then maybe I should too. (We should move Mago out of the stupid rain, though.) Dad
Another option
Posted by Anonymous on Friday, December 26, 2008 at 09:09 - Link
Angela, along with the several options out there for places to serve, add this one to the list – C*shmere, WA. Yes, an important mission I see coming up is to show how Christian families handle the teenage years. Too many times teenagers take their parents off the narrow path. It would be wonderful to see the Cashmere church family bursting with teenagers who refuse to leave the narrow path to travel over fool’s hill.
Pastor John
Edited by safords on Friday, May 29, 2009 at 02:28
