Half-way point

Saturday. Half-way through waiting for Hannah to come back. Grateful for Internet technology so we can communicate with her. Also grateful for her heart. Last night she sent an email wondering if she could leave some of her things there--towels, shoes, clothes--how could I say no? And now I feel guilty for not overloading her bag with things she could have left there. Things I don't need. Things I take for granted. She had at least 7 more pounds of room in her bag. That could have been a lot. I could have done more.

If there is a next time, I will.

Casting

"Cast all you cares on Him..."

So Hannah's leaving for Mexico tomorrow.
And She won't be home for 3 weeks.
And there are lots of things that could happen there to her that I can't do anything about.
And I have a friend who recently unexpectedly lost his wife, I saw him today, and didn't know what to say.
And there is a friend who's recently moved to a city far away and she's struggling.
And next year's tuition payments will start in 2 months, and the money isn't there again.
And my mom recently had a cataract removed.
Any my nephew is struggling in his job.
And Mark works very hard.
And my church is losing its pastor.
And my car's gas gauge is usually on empty.
And while Hannah's in Mexico, she turns 17.

"...for he cares for you."