9/20/2013

A Home Without Walls

9/20/2013

9:03 P.M

By: Ray (The Night Author) Homan

Beds soak wet and senses flared with fear, we head to bed on a rainy night.

During a heavy rain today, our tent slightly flooded. Our bedding was soaked and it happened during the time we were out. The forecast perdicts that it will drop down to 58 degrees tonight. I pray we do not get sick.

Charlie started her first day at McDs and nearly wanted to kill everyone that she was working with. I do hope her interview with Hastings goes well tomorrow. It will be a good pace of a job for her.

Still no calls for myself. Not sure what else to say for that other than God is doing His will in my life, so I do not worry about the job search. When He deems me ready to take a job, He will grant it.

Mom received a job today, praise God! She starts Monday at 8 A.M.

I was climbing down from the bed of the truck and slipped off the tail gate. I tell ya, slamming onto the pavement with a twisted ankle, a grown man can revise that episode of Family Guy when Peter tripped and he held onto his knee making a hissing sound.

--Night