What a day!

It feels like I've taken lots of roles on today - and it's only 4.00pm.

I've been driver, consumer, worker, listener, mediator, wife, mother, problem solver, telephonist, administrator, friend, policewoman, decision maker, cook, writer... and so it goes.

Today I listened to someone whose faith is new and fragile. He's full of doubt about life, about the old ways rushing back and whether or not the new way is really the way to go. From convicted he has become undecided... isn't that true of all of us? We may be convinced about all manner of things - the effectiveness of a new oven cleaner, the colour of paint on the walls, then we live with it for a little while and it maybe doesn't live up to our expectations or it isn't quite what it says on the tin.

We're going for a longer session tomorrow... I hope I may be able to help him unravel his tangle.

Meanwhile, he went off to town, but not before a bone-crushing hug. He held on like a drowning man might and I did wonder whether he was going to let go.

So, the point of this ramble... well, I wonder how God copes with all the roles He has for all eternity? I can't answer that, of course BUT from contemplating it, I have a strong sense of God NEVER letting go... not of me, not of my resident, not of you... thank goodness for that.

Oh yeah, I hugged a resident... shhhh, don't tell anyone, haha!