We have had a pretty tough week. I guess these things happen every now and then.
We had planned to travel 150kms to Wrocław to a conference yesterday. In fact we had been planning to go for two weeks. But somehow everything seemed to go wrong. The first ominous sign was that all the maps on my GPS became corrupted. The kids were ridiculously disobedient as we were getting ready (partly explicable by the fact that they had had bad colds for all last week and haven't been sleeping properly). It was so bad that as I was walking to the car (only 45 minutes later than planned) I was praying to God "God, if you don't want us to go, then give us a sign!" Then the sign came: the car wouldn't start; the battery was dead. My wonderful wife (who was strangely annoyed) tried to get the help of one of the other drivers in the car-park, but no-one was willing to help.
And so we didn't get to go to Wrocław.
|The view from my balcony this morning. Yes, the bird is plastic.|
The Bible says that 'all things work together for the good of those who love Him' (Romans 8:28). But sometimes it doesn't make sense.
So instead of going to Wrocław we stayed at home; the kids played (mostly nicely); Jola dragged me to the shops to buy some winter shoes; I got to read some more of my book and think about NaNoWriMo.
Sorry that this is not a very positive post. I guess we all come under clouds from time to time. But every cloud has a silver lining; so here's hoping for a very silvery next week (a bit like the blue skies that I can see outside my window at the moment)