I have been reading over and over again the book of Ecclesiastes. I do not feel like I can move on yet. I have been getting some surprisingly good stuff out of it. Usually, I skim through this book or just pick out the "good" verses, since the little black cloud that follows me doesn't need anymore fuel to the "woe is me" fire.
Austin is not doing that great in school. His spelling is atrocious and his handwriting leaves much to be desired. I am SO glad we got the Reading Detective comprehension material; until this past week, he was failing every one of the assignments. He over thinks everything, and his brain is certainly not wired like mine. He has been struggling in grammar as well. The comma splice, fragments, and fused sentences were throwing us both for a loop. I still don't really understand when to use ; (this) rather than , (that). ugh! We are having a good time though, and I am not really concerned with his performance. I will whip him into shape soon.
He is having the most wonderful opportunities to go to Nate's shop and help out with the motorcycle business. He and Nate took apart his first bike last week. He received $35 as his share in the process. He gets to hang around a bunch of really nice young men, and with the 12 or so motorcycles in the shop right now, the testosterone is really flowing. I even caught some of it the other day and jumped on an orange crotch rocket and sped off past the airport. When I thought that I was really flying, I looked down to see that I was going all of 43mph. Nathan was ahead of me. I should actually say that he was a small black speck on the horizon, and when we arrived at the shop, he stated that I could hardly have been going any slower. Oh well! I guess I have no future as a leather ed up street racer.
I just got home from driving a couple in our church to the Atl airport. They are on their way to Bulgaria to pick up their new 4 year old son. I am so excited! I felt like I participated in a moment of eternity.
I am excited about the young married women in our church. I have a couple of them that I am particularly vested in. I find great fulfillment in these mentoring type relationships.
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