Moping Up.

We are, quite literally, moping up.  Everything to do with my MIL is now officially out of our hands & in the grubby paws of the legal beagles who will have to sort out the Power of Attorney & lack of a will... *sigh*  A lesson in what not to do.

Actually, what I have found most horrifying ~ & it is a very salutary lesson, is how we very much become the sum of our days here on earth.  My MIL may be saved ~  but as one who has escaped through the fire. All that she was meant to be in Christ will never be fulfilled & there is nothing deep in her spirit for her spirit to draw on in these final days.  So very sad.

Meanwhile We are left sorting out ODD's insurance, which is still in our name & under our policy because when she bought the car she wasn't licensed yet & I was the primary driver.  As details emerge we are realising what a very narrow escape the girl has had.  According to ODD, she had just taken her foot off the brake & engaged the clutch preparatory to changing gears, so the bus pushed her forward, crumpling the back of the car into the front seat, rather than steamrolling right over the top of her as it so easily might have done as it was travelling @ 80k in an 80 zone.  She has some whiplash ~ but although a little sore & bruised in remarkably good spirits.

All this to try & stop the work of God as our ministry seeks to move in a new direction under the guidance of the Holy Spirit.  Satan is a very slow learner...