Sunday, August 18, 2013

Praise the Lord!

Well, I finally got a call Friday afternoon.  I will be moving on October 1.  It will be just about four years to the day that I have been temporarily living with my parents.  Things are looking pretty good.  The Lord has been answering some of my prayers and I can't wait to serve Him again tomorrow morning at Mass.  

I'm really looking forward to Christmas this year with my children coming to visit our new apartment.  It will be a very different experience for all three of us.  Our last Christmas together in our own place was pretty rough and it was in the house that we had lived in as a family for about eight years.

God, thank you for these blessings in my life.  Please continue to bless my family and those we care most about.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Impatiently...Patiently Waiting

Waiting to hear about an apartment that you really like is a frustration best put in God's hands.  I know that whatever happens will be for the best, but the waiting is difficult.  Many have asked me what I've heard, and I am left just saying "nothing yet."  It's hard to maintain a calm exterior when inside you're all jittery.

God, Grant me the grace to accept the things I cannot change, the strength to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.  Amen!

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Keeping Fingers Crossed

This afternoon, I am going to meet with the owner of an apartment complex very close to where I live now.  They happen to have one apartment available and I really want to get in there.  I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but it is looking very promising.  I really need prayers.

You know, sometimes when you start to think things are hopeless, God just reminds you that He is still watching over you.  I could use all the prayers I can get right now.

Lord, help me to make the right decisions to pick the right place to live.

Monday, August 12, 2013


To anybody out there still reading this, I'm sure you've been wondering, "What happened."

Recently, my son decided that he didn't want to come visit me.  I was devastated!  It was all I could do at times to put on a smile.  I spent the last two months with my daughter, making the most of the time that we had together this summer.  When I dropped her off, I had a brief, but promising conversation with my son.  I know that he is getting older, and it is difficult for a teenager to understand the importance of spending time with his father, but my biggest fear is that he will regret not spending time with me while he is still young.

I have had a quite distant relationship with my own father for many years.  A lot of that is my own fault, and I don't want the same for my son.  Many of my prayers are for the continued softening of my son's heart that he may see how much I love and care for him.  Lord, help him to see that I do more for him than he knows.