Why sometimes I love Community

As most of you may know, one of the burden's of my heart recently has been my folks and their care and employment. My dad lost his pastorate in Bellingham so he has been scrambling trying to find something to make life meaningful. My mom has been the breadwinner working for my 99 year old grandma and that has helped a lot!

Today, my dad got a call from someone in our church. She is head of a department at Edmonds Community College and offered my dad a job as an adjunct faculty member. He will be able to teach a series of classes on making life changes - not faith-based but can offer some advice and stuff. I am just thankful that in our church, Mark let dad do a Sunday School class and Mary came and met him and now several years later it turns into something (I think) my dad has always wanted to do. What this could lead to is also amazing. I truly believe in the Lord's care and purposeful acts in our lives and am so thankful to be in community with these people - for better or worse. One never knows what will happen.

I'm in a grant writing class this week at SPU. It's so intense that I come home with one eye closed every night. Luckily, tomorrow is Wednesday and we're almost done. I think this skill set will be a great addition to the school, Mosaic and SFC.