Time is tight
Counting the days until my trip to Kenya.Stressed? Yes, too many little things to remember. My hair was coming out during the last week. I've broken out in a rash. I seem to have a constant headache. And on Sunday I took my first anti malarial!
Got my redundancy letter today, and now, rather than looking for a permanent job, I'm thinking once again of doing my teacher training in September. This time around I'm in a much better position in that I can do RE without too much hassle, and in a few years change to IT once I've completed my Masters.
While I was in Hertford I heard a couple of good talks and one mentioned being an RE teacher. That night it kept going through my mind, especially remembering the conversation I had with the lady from the TTA who suggested teaching RE. The following day I talked to Corinne, one of the Trustees who is also a teacher, about me doing teacher training. She in fact suggested I do it, and today I've had two separate conversations about doing it. A sign from God?
Got talking tonight about moving - I move in June, he in July. Moving into the same place could work in both our favour, but many people would simply translate it as "living together". Even if nothing happened (sexually, the one area people home in on), people would still have that idea in their minds and nothing either of us said would make a difference. There are a number of serious implications which go beyond the "living together" thing.
We will have to sit and seriously consider our options before deciding the next step. Working on the premise that our steps are ordered by God, he will not allow us to wander off the path.
