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Personal Prayer Request Answered

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I met Melissa on probably my second or third day of college as she lived down the hall from me. She was a year ahead of me but I ended up getting to know her because she invited me to go to church with her and she also was part of Intervarsity. She’s one of the few people I’ve kept in touch with since graduation.

When all the chaos started happening this week, I called her to see if I could stay with her or something because I was having to come up to northwestern Washington (where she’d moved) to deal with my family crisis. She called me back and told me she could pick me up at the train station (she actually volunteered to drive to Sea-Tac!!!!) and I could stay with her if I needed to. All I ended up needing was a ride from the train station and she also got to meet my family (who I think probably hugged her to death when they met her).

A couple days later, she called and asked if we could hang out while I was up here. My grandfather was doing well, so I said yes and we arranged to go out to dinner and talk.

We ended up going to Applebee’s tonight as well as going to the mall and doing some shopping. I honestly can’t remember the last time (if ever) I’ve gone shopping with friends and we had a really good time. We got some good conversation in and just being able to spend the time with her seriously blessed me because I miss her (she is literally the world’s sweetest person) and I’ve missed doing things with godly women my age.

So… my personal prayer request of community was answered… in a really quirky “only God would answer it this way” kind of sense.

Maybe I’m Amazed?

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A quick post to let people know what’s up.

I’m in Washington and my grandfather has done a complete 180 — we didn’t think he was going to live on Monday and now we know that he is. They got his meds fixed and the speech therapist taught him some swallowing techniques so that he can now get some nutrition. He gets out of the hospital tomorrow and will be in rehab for probably a month. My mom and her siblings and my g’ma are figuring out the long term care situation right now — probably home healthcare stuff?

For those who have prayed, THANK YOU!!!!! Your prayers have meant a lot to me and evidently, they’ve worked!

My Glasses

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Dear Pearle Vision,
You sold me the Pearle protection plan on my glasses 4 months ago. Do me a favor and HONOR THE BLEEPING AGREEMENT!!!!! You’re the ones who sold me discontinued frames with said warranty. FIX MY GLASSES! If I have to drive at least 2 hours one way to deal with this, at least MAKE IT WORTH MY WHILE!!!!!!!!
Hugs and kisses,
jen

Today

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Up: Jon and I got to judge a speech meet.
Down: The door(?) to the gas tank broke on the way home. (This is of course while I was screaming from pain from the cold while trying to pump gas when it was -15F.)
Up: I got a gift certificate from my in-laws for Lands’ End and was able to shop for nice clothes and shoes.
Down: My glasses broke and the stupid people at Pearle Vision in Watertown sold me obsolete frames so the Pearle Vision in Great Falls can’t replace them.

Brainstorming ways to fix the door to the gas tank… (Of course, it’s also -20F out right now…)

Mormon Missionaries

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I was in Pamida doing some quick shopping before going to get Jon’s paycheck and I spotted some guys in suits. OK… formal suit in Pamida in Montana on a day other than Sunday — the choices are a.) a really snappy dresser or b.) a Mormon missionary.

I ran into them around the soap/shampoo/lotion section and we had kind of a nice conversation. I commented that this was the first time in about 3 years that I’d seen a Mormon. Their response: “Where have you been living?!?!?” (We don’t get Mormons in rural Minnesota and they kept to themselves in Ohio.) I told them that I was a Lutheran pastor’s wife (and thus not a great choice for conversion) but that I’d heard that they go and play cards with the people at the nursing home and I said that I thought that was really great. (The old people get contact and the boys get their missionary hours in. It’s a win-win situation.)

When I was checking out, one of them watched me haul a 30 pound bucket of kitty litter out of my cart. When it came time to leave, he reached over and grabbed the bucket and put it back for me. My comment: “I’ll put in a good word for you with my husband’s boss (i.e. God).” He laughed.

I’ve gotta say… they’re the most chill missionaries that I’ve dealt with. When I told them where I lived, I told them that I’d make sure that the coffee was out of the house and they thought that was pretty sweet.