It's hot here with a capital H! The kind of hot where the air is thick and the sweat runs down your neck even when you're sitting perfectly still in the shade. I've had errands to do all day which had me in and out of my car which has a waning air conditioning system. So no - I didn't run today - or walk. I saw a young lady running down the street earlier - really running - not just jogging as I tend to do. It made me feel guilty. For about a minute.
I'm also having a pity party here and trying to snap myself out of it. The job I interviewed for 2 weeks ago sent me the obligatory "thanks but no thanks" letter yesterday. I've applied for no less than 10 teaching positions this summer and that was the only one that even called me for an interview. I'm angry. Because I'm a good teacher but I'm past my prime. I was warned that districts didn't like to hire older teachers. But I didn't listen. I am now. Except there's nothing I can do about it. You can't prove age discrimination (even though it's blatant). It's too easy to "disprove."
So here I was sitting all mopey and PO'd. Feeling real sorry for Lora and focusing on me, myself and I. Then I visited some blogs and felt the Lord smacking me upside the head. My problems are big to me - but in the scope of life - not all that important. Not compared to what's going on in the lives of some of my blogging buddies.
Honi lost her mom on Tuesday. Alicia is going through a separation from her husband. And here I sit moaning about a job (or lack thereof.) I feel like a schmuck.
So today I'm going to take some time and ask the Lord to bless Honi and Alicia. To wrap his arms around them as each endures her own personal trial.
Please do the same.