Tires

 Happy Sabbath,

I'm having a good day sitting and eating snacks with my son. Church was good and I went out to the nursing home for a little bit. This week was ok so I won't complain.  

My son and parents are going to be away for the next few weeks so I pray for traveling mercies for them as well as things to work out for the project.  I will have the house to myself for the next few weeks so I hope to get some projects done around here and have peace and quiet. 

I am thankful that I was able to get the tire replaced on my suv.  I was told that there was a puncture on the side wall of the tire.  I don't know how or who.  I discovered it was flat when my dad came over to put air in the tires of the other car I had in my driveway. I had driven the suv the day before and didn't notice a problem when I returned home.  I would always park the suv down at the end of the driveway along with my other car that sits in front of the one that my dad came to see about.  What I find strange is that my dad came over to see about the other car and he is a person to notice problems with all of my cars yet he didn't see or say anything about the suv's flat tire.  He had put the air pump away when I was about to see him off and noticed the tire was flat.  

When I pointed it out, he brought the air pump back out, put air in the tire and then went off to do whatever mom had asked him to do for the day (stop at the grocery store or what not). This was about 2-3 Mondays ago. On Sunday this week, I went out with my son to put him to work in the yard. We went into the backyard to open the shed and I showed him the mower and other things I use.  It was before 9am so I then had him come around to the front and we started weeding the front garden when the creepy neighbor who lives in the cul du sac behind me on a street that is in no way connected to my street, hopped on his bike with his 50 something strung out self and rode around the neighborhood to get to my street and stop in front to talk.  He had a beverage in his hand that looked like alcohol and he talked erratically from saying he had money and trying to pull it out to show me, making verbal threats about planning to delete someone who would hop over his fence, to having a job and needing to go to work later that morning.  He claimed he was going around to warn his friend about someone and said a bunch of weird confusing stuff. My son stood by and we both just looked at him hoping he would hurry and finish his weird story and go away.  The neighbor didn't even speak to my son but did say, "Wow, he got big.".  I guess he thought my child was still a tiny five year old. His visit unnerved me so much that I started really locking up my house and sleeping with total silence, concerned that he would try to hop my fence and break in my house.  I need to hear if someone is trying because I will be ready. No one is hopping fences but him.  My neighbor across from me told me several years ago that this same person squatted in my house before I bought it, which is why he knew everyone on my short lane. 

This week's post is taking a weird turn.  

Anyways, there was a puncture in my tire's side wall and it was one of the better tires.  I was not able to get it patched and had to have it replaced.  I don't know if it was my crazy neighbor.  It was also suspicious that my dad never said anything and he randomly out of the blue showed up to address the tires on the car that I don't drive at the top of my driveway.  He was parked in a place where he would see it right away. 

I wish this week was uneventful and that I had the perfect family, great neighbors, and a 10 ft fence all the way around but God will not give you more than you can bare.  I have imperfect people in my life. I'm imperfect. My son is imperfect. My dad and other family are definitely not perfect but we have to give it to the Lord.  People are having problems out here and I love my dad but he has some issues too so I have to side eye him sad to say. He was unhinged during a regular visit my little sister made to visit with him and my mom and he said some really cruel things that no one should ever say to their child.  If my mother makes the decision to leave him, she has my full support and I have the space for her.  I will do what I can to be a supportive daughter to both of them, but I'm not allowing anyone to walk all over me and mistreat me. If that happens, people are added to the block party. 

I live in an imperfect world and there are problems every day, but I am going to praise the Lord even with those problems going on.  God's going to work it out. We have to walk in faith and what we cannot understand or deal with, give it to God.  

Have a great day :)