This week’s schedule has been: paint and trim in my flat until lunch, and rest/study/sort stuff/pack stuff in boxes in the afternoon. Not being a full time store keeper feels like being on holiday, and I feel responsible to make every minute count. Did I mention that I feel like a new person, not being a full-time shop keeper?

Next week this time I plan to be in northern IN, with relations I haven’t seen for far too long. And then be with them for Christmas. It feels utterly luxurious but when I remember that I’ve celebrated 12 Christmases on this side of the Atlantic, I think it’s ok, and justifiable to be with them this time.

Then us 4 sisters will convene in CA, no less, to be sisters and tourists for 10 days.  O joy! Then I will tag along with one sister to Faith Builders, where I will be ensconced in a student’s world for 5 wks, for which I can scarcely wait. And always having been the oldest sister and leading in everything, it is great fun to be the follower this time.

And then somehow I will find my way to Calvary Bible school in Arkansas to teach a class for young women. This is completely new territory for me, this business of being a teacher. HOW does one go about it? I already understand the grim, determined look I often saw on teacher’s faces as they headed to their places of study.  But right now the grimmness has left my face, and I am full of questions, but excited and in awe of the privilege before me.  By the Lion’s mane, I will do the best I can.