We came home to KWT for the weekend. It was so good to be back in church today. Big brother called from the east this morning, asking us to tell the church he’s thinking of them. I was musing (as I was falling asleep after lunch) that our bond with the church is a lot stronger than I realized. I doubt there’s a single Sunday that doesn’t go by without me thinking about my little reserve church. And then Big brother called today, and reminded me of myself when I’m gone from here. I don’t miss them as brutally this year, though…probably because my head knows I’m not allllll the way across Canada.
Little brother, Sanderly, Kay, and Jerry are playing Settlers of Catan. Just like at MDP, I am sitting at the end of the table with my computer, watching but not envying in the least!
Our little motorhome is getting a little chilly and we are looking for a place to live for winter. We’d appreciate prayer that something would work out that is within our budget, and also for a job for Jerry. There are lots of leads, but nothing is working out so far, and the job market is very slow. “Well…come back in November. We might need you then” is what Jerry is hearing over and over. No house and no job is a little unnerving, but I know God is in control and He knows what He’s doing.