First, last night's blog about gifts left out one critical one. John has once again provided comfort in the form of the tube of cortisone cream he gave me last year for all of my bug bites, which has returned to Mississippi with me this year and is seeing service. So he's helping without even being here.
Okay. I'm exhausted. We installed insulation today, and I worked on the ceiling. It was hot, humid, hard, and insulation is nasty stuff to handle and inhale. Stephanie says I probably have "the black lung". And this was on top of the heavy lifting yesterday, and the chronic lack of sleep.
I miss my wife (Hi, Rae, I miss you!)
I just prefer being home, really.
We only have two days of work left, then we head home on Saturday. I should be looking forward to it. And I am looking forward to being home. But I'm not looking forward to leaving.
I remember this feeling from last year. We're not done. The houses we're working in aren't ready to be moved into yet. There are many other people whose homes are still in process. And there are people who've been out of their homes for 2 and a half years whose new homes haven't even been started. I know we can't put everyone back into their homes before we go, but it doesn't help.
We'll do all we can the next two days. And then what?
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
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It's difficult working in the middle. Yet that is what we do, as people of faith, most of the time. Think of Moses, who worked so hard and got so close......yet never quite got to the promised land.
Remember that everyone's efforts have gotten these homes one more week closer to occupancy, even if not completion.
The question for us as a church is: do we return next year? Or is God calling us to a different area of this world in similar or greater need? We'll need the insights of the team to help make that determination when you all return home.
Meantime, prayers ascending.....
and envy over your experience of Bad to the Bone AND Celia Corral's recipes under control (Norma's mom was a legend and a saint of the former Asbury UMC in Lincoln Heights).
we miss you all, too......
blessings,
Rev. Kathy
It's difficult working in the middle. Yet that is what we do, as people of faith, most of the time. Think of Moses, who worked so hard and got so close......yet never quite got to the promised land.
Remember that everyone's efforts have gotten these homes one more week closer to occupancy, even if not completion.
The question for us as a church is: do we return next year? Or is God calling us to a different area of this world in similar or greater need? We'll need the insights of the team to help make that determination when you all return home.
Meantime, prayers ascending.....
and envy over your experience of Bad to the Bone AND Celia Corral's recipes under control (Norma's mom was a legend and a saint of the former Asbury UMC in Lincoln Heights).
we miss you all, too......
blessings,
Rev. Kathy
How blessed you are to have such hard, uncomfortable work -- for someone who needs it more than you do! :)
Glad you have the cortisone cream. I imagine after all that spun insulation, you need it.
Please be careful... remember that the powerful urge to do more in the last hours can lead to accidents. Watch yourselves, and each other, and come home whole from your great labors!
Is that really the same tube of itch cream?!
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