The waiting to hear back scenario played out again yesterday and toward the end of the day I sort of had a mini meltdown. Scruffy and I had what was probably a 2.5 hour walk and he certainly went to parts of Blackburn he had never been to before.

By the time I got home, Tress had left a note saying she had to be in church for a meeting. She was being her usual quiet yet clearly supportive self.

It can be very hard trying to expect a tangible engagement from God. It is probably what I dont really want in any event but sometimes the external and tangible assurance would have helped.

Anyway, the wait continues

(it has now been 24 hours since the last meeting)