work and such
Two weeks of work under my belt, well, a day shy actually. I had to miss Friday because Nathan had a fever hovering between 101-103.8. Looks to be viral since this is day three, and it's mostly gone. He was definitely not himself, poor guy. While I'm on this rabbit trail, here's something about the Holy Spirit that I just don't get. About a week ago, Sam awoke in the middle of the night burning up with a fever of 101.4. We gave him ibuprofen, and I laid my hands on his chest and prayed for him. I commanded the fever to leave his body, his heart and breathing to slow, and I asked the Spirit to send angels to fight for him, etc. He went back to sleep readily enough, and next morning the fever was gone. When I did this for Nathan, nothing seemed to happen. He just had to fight through the fever til it broke and passed on its own. Why would God do that for one of my sons but not the other? I will always wish that I understood the "unfairness" of God, or at least have some kind of more satisfactory explanation than, "I don't know, He's God, and I'm not."
Back to work, all I really have to say about it is that I like it a lot so far. Methodist seems to be a great place to work. They hold onto their employees really well. Many of them have been there for more than ten years. I got my first paycheck yesterday. Now that is great. Gosh, I make pretty good money! :)
Tomorrow one of my coworkers from Evanston is coming into town (dropping off her son for his first time at college-Bradley University) and will stay with us overnight. She is the one who altered my wedding dress for me five years ago. Weird how time goes by. It feels like forever since I lived in Skokie as a single person. I'm looking forward to seeing her.
So you'd think from reading this that I'm feeling great or at least, fine. But there is always a blanket of sadness on one or both of us...since we've known each other. Maybe God will lift it someday. That is my weak-willed, half-believing prayer.
Back to work, all I really have to say about it is that I like it a lot so far. Methodist seems to be a great place to work. They hold onto their employees really well. Many of them have been there for more than ten years. I got my first paycheck yesterday. Now that is great. Gosh, I make pretty good money! :)
Tomorrow one of my coworkers from Evanston is coming into town (dropping off her son for his first time at college-Bradley University) and will stay with us overnight. She is the one who altered my wedding dress for me five years ago. Weird how time goes by. It feels like forever since I lived in Skokie as a single person. I'm looking forward to seeing her.
So you'd think from reading this that I'm feeling great or at least, fine. But there is always a blanket of sadness on one or both of us...since we've known each other. Maybe God will lift it someday. That is my weak-willed, half-believing prayer.