Problems? Not Really

I'm stealing a few minutes during my volunteer duty at the Benefit Bank this evening--so far I haven't seen any guests. I looked through my Bible study for tomorrow morning--Romans 16, lots of names, maybe not lots of application. I want to see the questions in the margins of the Serendipity Bible; more often than not they are my salvation!
I'm scrambling at work to get through my to-do lists, a process frustrated by . . .
1) news that Christian Standard's printer (Lookout's too) made a major error in mailing our last batch of magazines, requiring conversations, requests for a conference call tomorrow, and the need to spend time getting the printer to solve the problem.
2) the lack of action on our decision to go monthly with Christian Standard; I'm concerned about our inability to pull the trigger on this.
3) the scurrying and worrying all around me with talk of missed revenue goals and concern for what actions will address that problem.

I looked at myself in the mirror today and said out loud, "You're starting to look old." They say you're only as old as you feel, so maybe my feelings are coloring my view of thinning hair and hollow eyes staring back at me when I look up from washing my hands at work.

One more day of work this week and then a long weekend. Jennifer will be here for Easter and for wedding-planning meetings, and we'll see friends and go to worship. And I will spend at least a few hours reading or writing to cross items off those to-do lists that don't get finished tomorrow.

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And now I'm finishing this blog post back at home. I was interrupted by the opportunity to serve a guest at the Healing Center. But I couldn't really help her much. Her husband has just found a job that pays $40,000 per year. Her $9-an-hour job doing tax returns will end in two weeks. The combination of their two jobs will just push her family of four above the income limits for receiving government medical assistance for her daughter whose condition causes large medical bills. But when her job is over, they should still qualify. The health insurance offered by her husband's new employer would cost her family $1,300 per month with a $5,000 deductible before the policy paid the first dime, and they decided they just can't pay that much for health insurance. So she needs to be sure the department of family services doesn't cancel her daughter's benefits during this 2- or 3-week overlap of her job and her husband's.

This is a good woman, a worker, a mother who cares about her family, simply struggling to survive. And I realize once again, that in the big picture of things, I don't really have any problems.