Abba, today I am most grateful for You. You are always faithful. I reflect on the sufferings of Your people who are persecuted, some of whom have even been tortured, imprisoned, or even killed--and You are still faithful and they still find joy in Your will.
These months of waiting (10 months now) have not been easy although they have not risen to the level of suffering that others of Your saints have endured. Now I feel like the Biblical Old Testament Joseph. He remained steadfast despite being falsely accused and punished for it. He continued to worship You and represent You. Ultimately, You restored him to a place of respect. Now I have my retirement pay, even retroactive, and the prospect of a new job with a salary greater than what I could have earned with my previous job.
I will miss these times with You (and Bailey by my side here). I will miss walking during the middle of the day at Tower Hill, but weekends, watch out. I will miss the flexibility of being at home, and the relief from the stress and absurdities of my former job--but not the stress and absurdities. Maybe there will be new stress and new absurdities. I know You will remain faithful and we will get through it together.
A new chapter is being written in my story now. There are a couple of plot lines that need to be resolved. I look forward to seeing how You write the endings of those plots.
I love You--so much and not nearly enough.