Worst fears confirmed.
"Da da da dum, da da da da da dum" (to the tune of The Death March)
I don't think it matters who we are, we all have something we fear: if it's not our health, or the environment, it could be holding on to a relationship. Many of us fear our inadequacies, for me it's always been about not having enough money to meet my needs.
When my son was pushing to get on the net, I didn't see how my budget could support that, but he insisted he'd pay for it; but the bill would have to be in my name. That was not much comfort; working for himself has always been an iffy situation, and if he can't keep it up it's my credit rating that will be blackened (that was back in March, just before my heart attack).
So this morning there is a friendly rat-a-tat-tat on the door--sneaky bugger; it turned out to be someone from Rogers with a final notice, which is weird as it is the only written notice I've received. I guess they consider phone calls notice.
Anyway, back to the situation at hand. We have three days to come up with enough to buy us some time. As usual bad news comes at the worst possible time. I am in need of a miracle. I got a $60 cheque from the government today--their way of helping low income people with their winter heating expense--it was a nice unexpected surprise, but I could have used another zero on that at least; I have a pressing bill of my own that has gone to a collection agency.
The funny thing about these dire situations, for a believer in a God who is the God of the impossible, it prompts one to exercise their faith. I'm not really a name it and claim it Christian, but I do believe that if we petition for help with our problems, that act of faith pleases Him and He makes a way to solve the problem. I also have the encouragement that He has gotten me out of some pretty tight spots before, at least knowing that the situation is in His hands I won't get eaten up by worry.
We don't need unnecessary stress around here. My son's new venture is panning out pretty good; he makes better money in less time by taking down old tv antenna towers, than he did before with all of his other home improvements and repairs; he's even booked up for some jobs in a couple of days. All he really needs is to get responses to the fliers that went out yesterday and are going out today. More calls to do right away, and for the weather to hold.
So I am anticipating my next journal update to be a praise report.