I feel like a piece of coal!
What a week.
Work has been pretty full on.
On WednesdayI made my way to Newcastle arriving at 11:15pm, and Thursday I was with my first customer by 8:30am.
Twelve sales calls and 700 miles in 2 days.
Friday morning Elijah was unwell, short of breath and coughing.
Thankfully three medics arrived, but my mind started to play tricks as I looked out the window.
The last time we saw one of these our neighbour who passed away just days later.
Anyhow, the team got Elijah into a state of readiness for his umpteenth hospital trip.
The Land Rover shadowed Joe all the way to “East Surrey” to be on the safe side.
A few hours later a weary Joe and recovering boy were back home.
Fast forward Saturday morning, and yet again Elijah’s coughing with Nancy sitting on the floor comforting him.
If I’m knackered how does a Mum who’s only just delivered No.3 manage?
Then we hear our friend in Devon had a nasty motor bike crash. Roz needs comforting, then shoots off to see an old friend.
I’m left home alone, and thinking it all through.
“I feel like a piece of coal”.
Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom also we have obtained our introduction by faith into this grace in which we stand; and we exult in hope of the glory of God. And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.
Romans 5: 1-5
Maybe all this pressure is turning us into something new?