From a friend who is having a tough time

I don't have to understand everything
I can't understand everything
I can let go of my need to know
I can let God be God
These are God's judgments (everything is sifted thru God's hand)
These are God's ways
Vengence is the Lord's

Friday the Thirteenth came early this time

Life is a zoo when I'm off. I have no idea why Mom and Dad like to coincide their maladies with my off time, but they seem to. Mom can't walk; Dad isn't much better. Worse, Dad can't even figure out, without detailed instructions, how to operate a toaster--if he can even find it. (I'm serious. Really.)