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Please Pray For Me: The pressure with my family is incredible. When Jim can not drive any more, they want me to drive. I have not driven in 20 years. I always hated to drive. Now I am terrified. Still, probably except for the highway, I would be willing to take us around. But the big problem is this: Once Jim is in a home or whatever and even if he has given me his car, I am on a low fixed income and would never be able to afford the upkeep- maintenance, repairs, car taxes, insurance and registration, etc. Nobody is thinking of any of this. Before I met Jim, my father went two feet out of his way to pick me up for their Tuesday night dinners. Slightly out of his way to take me to church -- which I could now walk to since we changed churches -- and then to Mary's for breakfast and somebody would have to take me home. Very short distances. My sister Missy was taking me grocery shopping every six weeks. My mother was taking me for my hair cut every seven weeks -- and was moaning about it even back then, even thought she goes to this hairdresser every Wednesday, and we were having back-to-back appointments. I believe some of what is going on now is well intentioned. But I also believe a great deal of this is they just don't want to be bothered or go the slightest bit out of their way for me. When I said that I barely asked them to take me anywhere and how short the distances were, my mother got angry. Is joke. They know how poor I am. They know I am on disability. It hurts so much -- They would really have me shoulder all this expense just to avoid giving me a few short rides a week? It is sick. (And like I said, I do believe some of this is like "tough love" to get me to drive again, but they are not looking at all the aspects down the line. Yeah. With Jim in the picture, still owning that car and paying all the insurance and stuff it is one thing, I could swallow my fears and drive. But some of this is sheer spite and they really are unwilling to even pick me up for dinner on Tuesdays. I don't even know what to ask you to pray for. I knew already how this was going to pan out. Thank you for praying -- Lamb.
