I hear some people are addicted to their cellphones. While in Okinawa, I found a photo showing my son's attraction for the phone began when he was a toddler. He's in his P.J.'s, holding a computer mouse to his ear, as if it were a telephone.
But wait a minute...he didn't even know how to talk yet. But that doesn't seem to trouble him one bit. He had his "phone," so he was happy.
Would you pray? Circumstances made it necessary for Keima to let go of his job in January. It looks like we'll need the rest of March to tie up legal matters. Should temporary setback trouble the family? Well, we have an ever-faithful God whispering into our ear: "As thy days, so shall thy strength be," so I think we're okay.
