Well here we are in May already and coming up on the end of another ministry soon. We are here every year or so and this time it looks like it could be the end of June. Jim knows that God has a plan, but the one that looked like a good fit and permanent, didn't work out. It would have kept us in the state and being permanent, would have relieved us from these in between times. But again, God has other plans so we will wait on Him and continue to trust in His wisdom and timing.
Jim has been approached by two churches, that are out of state, to come do an intentional interim. One at a good friends home church in Kentucky and one in Hawaii on the big island. These would be challenges in many ways, adventures, but challenges. We are open, again knowing that if that is where God wants us to go, we would go. It would mean leaving Caylynn here and giving up our house and pets, putting everything in storage and moving home base with my Mom. Challenges all. Caylynn is determined to continue at College of the Sequoias in Visalia and move in with friends.
Not sure what to do with all the cats. We really only want to keep two...Nala and Chester, Parker is a little psycho and now has a nervous problem and is licking her belly so much she's lost hair and is getting a rash. Corban's kitty, Lola, is pretty independent, but we would love for Corban to take her back. The stray cats we'll need to take to the pound, but the kittens we are hoping to socialize to give to SPCA. We had 2 litters born with 11 in total, but since then we lost two from suffocation (now it's the 16th) have a new litter of five more...so lots to do before we can leave Porterville, if that's what the Lord wants. Please pray for us and the Lord's direction..that it be clear and without confusion.
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Lost a third today. He was the only black and white one in a sea of grey with splashes of light orange. Little Oreo, was the runt of six, but show some real fight in him the first week and a half...like most of them they are very small and boney but today I found on the outside of the pile, cold and barely moving. I tried to feed him with kitten formula, but to know avail, I warmed him up, kept rubbing him and what started out as a pathetic cry this morning, soon became a silent one. His little frail body finally gave up and he now is sleeping forever under our mulberry. RIP little "Oreo"
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