Awesome

So, I'm at work and it's Memorial Day (I'm saving my vacation day for my parents' visit next week) AND I just got cursed out and threatened by a large 18-year old young man.

Awesome.

After yelling at me and calling me EVERY name in the book, he told me "You're gonna get yourself killed."
I should probably mention that this all happened because I told him he couldn't go to the video game store today since he ran away last week.


(Will and I have come up with a game to help us remain sane while frequently encountering situations like this. We earn points when we are yelled at, cursed at, etc. So, when it happens we can report it to each other and get some points. The person with the most points by the end of a certain time period gets a treat or gets to choose what we do. We haven't really been keeping track of our points but I think I pulled ahead of Will today. He said that since it's a holiday I get points-and-a-half! 75 points for me! Awesome!)

Waiting

In case you're wondering.... we're still here. It's just that there's not much going on to write about. We're staying very busy with our jobs, yard work and trying to stay on top of all the pet hair and dust that accumulates so quickly. Will is still looking for a new job but doesn't currently have any prospects. So, it seems that we are once again waiting and fumbling along and trying to be faithful while we wait.
Waiting. This is all too familiar territory for us. It seems that our path keeps circling back and we keep finding ourselves in this place. It's kind of an uncomfortable and scary place. From here we're able to see things work out so easily for others and we begin to wonder what we are doing wrong. And sometimes we honestly ask God if He's forgotten about us.
But this is our journey and our path and it's unlike anyone elses. It cheapens our story and minimizes our God when we covet and complain. Please pray for us that we will not loose heart, that we will learn contentment and that we will genuinely desire God's will for our lives.... no matter what.

Relief

I received some great news yesterday. The mother that I was going to testify against in the TPR trial next week signed a consent form and voluntarily terminated her rights to her children. I cannot express how relieved I was to hear this. I have been dreading the trial ever since I received the case (almost 4 years ago.) It is a very difficult case and it was going to be a nasty trial.
Unfortunately, they are still having a TPR trial next week and I still have to testify. There is one father who has just come out of the woodwork (after his son has been in foster care for 6 years!) He is claiming that he didn't know his son was in foster care... even though he went to the first court hearing, was assigned an attorney, received a court order and had a visit with his son that was supervised by a Children's Division case manager. This "father" wants his son to come and live with him... in another state.... away from the 2 biological sisters that the boy has lived with his entire life. This "father" didn't show up at the first TPR trial... which is why it was rescheduled for next Tuesday... (my anniversary.)
Needless to say, I am very annoyed with this man right now. And with the law and court system. I don't think that he should have any right to ask for his son back after he abandoned him for 6 years.
Oh well. Maybe he'll have a change of heart and consent too.