One of the most difficult parts of being alone--is the weekend. My life is such a whirl of busy and activity and work during the week--that I usually fall into bed at night--almost too exhausted to think about it. On Friday night though---I come home----and don't have to think about tomorrow's work---or try to prepare for it---It is too late and I am too exhausted to begin weekend chores--the house is quiet--there is NEVER anything on television. It is a difficult time.
I was thinking this over tonight and I know MANY people are alone out there---they have worked all this out and I have to figure out how to do that also. Right now---I don't know how and I miss someone listening to me talk about my week and hearing about their week.
If I could just sense you listening---perhaps just writing about it would be enough---but I don't think it is the same.
My latest contract is winding down and I will be looking for the next one probably next week. This contract has turned into return visits of 1/2 a day a week---now if I could just find 9-10 more just like that. I will say I have LOVED working--it is stimulating and I am being stretched out of my comfort zone. That is a great thing. God has blessed me so far with opportunity and fellow Believers who have used my services. We will see what He has in store next for me next. He is teaching me that He is faithfully sustaining me--even in the most arid of deserts.
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I know this feeling all too well. With my daughter moving so far away and my parents both now gone, I have no one here - nothing but my work. But as of late I have found real solice in the lyrics of a Kari Jobe song, "My Beloved". From God's perspective, He speaks of His bride, His love, and how He loves to sing over her. That "her" is you and it is me. Go take a listen and be encouraged. You are so loved.
Janet Maines
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