We are now settled in at T’s house, and Mocha—their sweet dog—has been a joy. She's such a gentle, lovable companion. Being here has given us some space to breathe and reset a little.
And once again, God’s provision showed up right on time.
On Friday, someone handed Tom $20 for gas, and then DD gave us another $25 for all the work I did on the yard. (It took me five days, but I finally conquered that grass!) Now that it's cleared, it should be much easier to maintain. That $45 came in just as the gas light in our car was blinking and we had a full weekend ahead of us. Lord, thank You for meeting our needs in perfect timing—every time.
Friday night, we went to a teaching on the prophetic at A and C’s house, and CT came with us. She really enjoyed it and spent the next couple of days chewing on everything she heard. It was deep and rich, and I love seeing her light up spiritually like that.
Saturday was a treat—I went with CT and some of the ladies from church to Carolina Beach. The weather was gorgeous, the water was refreshing, and the fellowship was good. I didn’t engage in a ton of conversation because the other women sat out in the direct sun, while I stayed under the umbrella. I wasn't willing to risk getting fried in the sun again! I still ended up with more color than I wanted, but thankfully, no major burn.
Sunday brought something new. ST (CT’s sister-in-law) called and set up an “interview” for me to meet with her mother-in-law G and G’s sister F, whom she lives with. I was very honest with them—explaining that I had no medical training, but could cook, clean, shop, and do just about anything else they might need. I prayed with them before I left, asking the Lord to guide them in their decision.
They didn’t even wait until Monday to decide.
Later that same day, they called and said they’d like to give me a chance—and asked if I could start this week! So, tomorrow I’ll head over to work out a meal plan and whatever else is needed. I know without a doubt that this is God’s plan and not my own. I’m praying for wisdom, discernment, and a powerful ministry opportunity through this. Lord, let Your Spirit minister to them in every detail.
In the midst of all that, Tom and I also started painting over at DD’s house today. He decided to stick with the original colors of each room rather than going with neutral tones. They’re definitely bold choices, and I’m not sure how they’ll work for renters—but I’m praying we don’t end up repainting everything again if it becomes an issue. Lord, please let our work be enough.
Then there was Thursday night...
A called, once again wrestling with our current situation and what we’re doing. Apparently, Mom and Dad had called him, which stirred everything back up. He and Tom had a long talk, and later, I had to speak with him too because C was upset about something I said—something that was misunderstood, again. I told him, from my heart, that I never intend to say anything that would hurt or offend. But I feel like no matter what I say, it gets twisted or used against me. It’s exhausting and heartbreaking.
It brought to mind that passage about the two women fighting over a baby in front of King Solomon. The real mother gave up her claim to save the baby’s life. That’s how I felt after the conversation—like maybe the most loving thing we can do is let go. Perhaps we need to encourage A to fully cleave to his wife and let go of his connection with us for now, since our presence seems to bring more pain than peace. It’s hard to even write that… but I’m laying this at the Lord’s feet. Only He can untangle this.
So much is shifting right now. Some of it is hard, some of it is hopeful—but all of it is in God’s hands.
Lord, thank You for Your faithful provision, for divine appointments, and for the new doors You are opening. Please continue to guide us with Your Spirit. Grant me grace and courage where relationships are strained. Protect our family from the evil one. Heal what’s broken, and keep our hearts anchored in You.
