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| after 4 relaxing days |
When I was a kid, dad would say, "Lets go over yonder." In church we sang "When the roll is called up yonder." I often wondered, "where exactly is yonder?" The best I can tell, "yonder" is the place you have yet reached but journey towards. You are invited to come along with me on the journey towards "yonder".
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| upon arrival |
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| after 4 relaxing days |
I would love to give you a long narrative of the latest; however, I am headed for the Virginia Mountains early in the morning, and well, I am not packed. But there have been some happenings, so I thought I would do a quick bullet point report.
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| 23 years ago, we became "Family." |
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| Our "Family Day" Anniversary outing. |
Peter shows a mix of very logical thinking and grandiose thoughts. He is doing a great job of managing his time, money, and medication. I have seen him work through a potential job situation with a good approach. He can look at himself and his situation with humor. AND he also perceives his abilities and people's view of him in a more elevated way than is probably true. It is that which I think hinders his employment and keeps him from getting a job. It's hard for me not to worry that something will tip him into a crash of sorts. He shows a commitment to seeing his counselor and psychiatrist, as well as taking his meds. I pray he will continue to do so and that they will guide Peter in a good direction.
Peter had a three-day stint working as a roof inspector/ salesman. He allowed me the opportunity to talk it through with him and later thanked me for pointing some stuff out. (Jaw drop!!!) The next day, he quit. I think Peter could have done it, as I have always said he would be good at sales. However, it was a straight commission job and required a financial investment in equipment that he really couldn't afford at this time. It was thirty-plus minutes away, and he made no income during the three days he was training. And I wasn't sure how great he would like it when the summer months came. So, as he humorously said last night, "he is unemployed again." Please pray for a good employment fit for Peter. Financially, he says he has another month before it's going to be a real problem.
We continue to work through Medicare and Medicaid for Peter. This week, new paperwork arrived that I need to decipher and figure out the next steps.
Thank you for caring about us and traveling with us on this journey.
Phillippians 4:6 - 7 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
This verse recently popped up on my phone. I realized how often I forget the with thanksgiving part when I am busy "worrying my prayers." So I decided to focus this Sunday's post on the "with thanksgiving" part.
Oh Lord, I thank you!

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| My cohort and "twin" so people say. |
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| Our Love and Friendship entryway display. |
This has been a doozy of a week. Currently, I am hunkered down at mom's condo, waiting out the ice storm. I would say "storm" is an exaggeration. There is ice on the roads, the potential of more coming down here in a bit, and it is really cold outside. Although I don't think it is near what was anticipated, Many schools, including mine has been canceled for tomorrow due to road conditions. The big concern was loss of power. I don't anticipate that happening now. I came to moms less out of concern for either of us and more as an opportunity to spend time with her. It is mid-afternoon, and we are still in our PJs with the big focus being on her latest puzzle. So far, Storm Fern has been more fun than hardship for us. That is a nice relief.
On Thursday, as I was loading my car to go to work, I heard my cat, Lou, "crying" over at the neighbors. I figured something was wrong, or he would have been at my feet. I found him unable to stand on his back legs. It appeared he had been run over by a car. So we went to the vet to have him diagnosed with a broken pelvic bone. I was told he could easily recover with some confinement and TLC for the next 3-6 weeks. He's a great cat, so I took him home with pain meds and plans to help him recover. The long and the short of it is that there must have been internal damage, as he did not recover. I found Lou dead in his crate Saturday morning. I am sad. I did not choose Lou, but he chose me. Lou's the best cat I have ever had. He was amusing, cuddly, and low-maintenance. I will miss him. And no, I am not in search of a replacement cat at this time.
On Thursday night, while consoling my injured kitty, I evidently hurt him moving him back into his crate. He thus chomped down on my thumb. I had two punctures that were screaming at me come Friday morning. So I visited Urgent Care and received antibiotics and a Tetanus shot. Later that evening, Peter called to say he had been in a wreck. It was a fender bender, doing some damage to his left front lights, but no one was injured. It was his fault, which he readily admitted to. He can drive his car, which is good. Yet we know it will eventually mess with his already very high insurance rate.
My concerns for Peter continue. He has applied for 23 jobs on Indeed. He failed the Walmart assessment test. He said not having work is hard, it make sthe days long. He does work out 5 days a week, which helps. I continue to ask you to pray regarding a job, friends, a sound mind, and openness to God.
I will close with a little picture tribute to Lou the cat. This past Monday, Peter came over to watch a football game. Lou chose to sit with him. Considering most cats don't like Peter, and I was also an option, this was considered quite monumental. Including one of those pictures here.
I hope this finds you safe, warm, and with electricity.
I am going to make a real effort to post to the blog every Sunday, even if it's very brief or just a picture. And since it's bedtime, this will be brief.
Peter's interview with the truck driving company did not happen due to the Verizon outage. Although rescheduled for this week, Peter decided not to go that route and canceled the interview. He is still talking about truck driving down the road but for now just trying to get a job. This past week, Peter broke a tooth that is going to require several thousand dollars to save the tooth. This is the result of years of neglecting his teeth. There is very likely more dental work needed following this Having it pulled is the less expensive route but will no doubt contribute to other issues down the way. I have a lot of mixed feelings as to how to help him financially through this. He is handling it well and has a consultation regarding the root canal this Tuesday.
Thank you for praying for Peter: a job; the completion of Medicaid forms and its acceptance; wisdom regarding and provisions concerning his needed dental work; wise counsel and friends for Peter; Peter's mind opened to believe and trust in God and his son Jesus.
Cool Story, real quick
In 2004,, while flying on an international flight to the US for summer furlough, I sat next to a young woman, a newly married preacher's wife on the airplane. We shared stories. She told of how she was returning home from her honeymoon. I shared of the challenging year we had been through in Uganda. She offered to pray for me. I oftern recall that prayer and how it is one of those moments when I felt the tangible hand of God comforting and speaking peace over me. It was powerful and impactful. I had never forgotten her, nor her name.
This October I saw her name as one of the writers of a popular worchip song. Hoping yet uncertain that this was the same person, I began a social media search. Finding her, I reached out to her and with multiple delays and messages back and forth we confirmed that she indeed was the lady that prayed with me on the airplane. Tonight we reunited through a video chat conversation. We caught up with where we are today and a cliffnotes version of the journey we have been on. She shared her story of how my October 2025 message of gratitude for what she did in 2004 had a similar powerful effect of encouragement to her during a dark and confusing time this fall. It was such a cool reunion. Not often does one see a random airplane seatmate again, much less reunite with them 21 years later.