OF FICKLE FAITH AND FINANCES

I was going to tell a little story about how our bills got paid this month, but I just looked something up in my past blogs and came across this post with a very similar title and basically the same story.  Ha!  I guess some things never change.

Despite Tim's unemployment, I haven't been stressed about money for several months.  We had a large tax refund earlier in year that made it possible for us to live a financially stress-free life for several months.  That money source dried up when we paid our September bills and I have been really stressed about October bills.  But, like in the post from the past, our needs were met.  Not the way I planned, not the way I wanted, but met nonetheless.  With ten bucks to spare.

And, like in the other post, some of our family members also got blessed with the fluff of life this week.

Time for a perspective and attitude adjustment.

In other news pertaining to finances and fickle faith, Silas will be attending outdoor school in the spring with his class at school.  There are a variety of fundraisers that families can participate in to help offset the cost of outdoor school and we plan on participating in several of them.  However, I had decided not to do one  - selling See's chocolate bars.  If you choose to sell the chocolate, then you're responsible for an entire box at a time.  Under normal circumstances, like having a husband with a job that supports our family, I'd be willing to risk not selling all the bars, then just buy any leftovers ourselves and use them as gifts for other people.  However, that's obviously not a risk we can take right now.

Silas brought home the permission slip for that particular fundraiser and I told him what I thought.  His response?  "So, are you saying I can't do it?"  It wasn't snarky or disrespectful, just clarifying whether I was telling him he couldn't do it or just that I thought it was too risky.  I asked him if he wanted to do it and he said yes, assuring me that he understood the risks and that he knew he'd have to sell every single bar.

I signed the permission slip.

He'll have sold five boxes by the time he's done.  Five!

My son is more of a risk-taker and salesperson than I am.  Our friends are supportive and kind.  God is faithful, even when I am faithless.