I am grateful and thankful for the new job. I'm not complaining. It's just difficult at times. The little girls aren't able to spend as much time with their daddy. Megan doesn't understand why she can't just go wake Daddy up when she wants. The nine year old was bummed because she wants Daddy to come to church with us on Sundays again.
I admit, that one gets me too. Sunday has become a family day. Even before, when he worked nights, my husband was able to come to church. Now, there is just no possible way. I miss my partner in teaching. I miss worshiping with my husband. I miss his presence.
So, as I get things ready for tomorrow for church, I am praying. I am praying for my husband. He's missing church too. He misses playing on the worship team. He misses getting to teach his Sunday School class. He misses getting to see the church family that he loves. I look at some of the people that show up sometimes and have a bad attitude about things, and I think they don't know how lucky they are. Most don't have these issues with now being able to be at church because of work. Some could just care less if they are faithful to attend let alone serve. My husband would love the opportunity to serve and be present once again.
This adjustment isn't easy. I'm praying that God finds a way for my husband to have a job that supports our family and gives him his Sundays free to worship God the way we are supposed to. I know that God has his hand in this. I know His reasons for the schedule are His own. I am praying that I can be the support for my husband that he needs right now.
I know that nothing is forever. This schedule won't last forever... it just feels like it some days. I know that our financial difficulties won't last forever. This too shall pass. It just feels very tough right now. I have to trust that God will see us through.
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