For the last month or so, I've been helping a couple at my church go through their stuff, because a.) they're hoarders, and b.) they need to move in order to find a place that doesn't have stairs because they have joint issues. Last Saturday was my last weekend with them; what's left they can go through. They did tell me of a neighbor of theirs who professes to be a Christian, but has tons of occult books in her unit. I can't remember her name, but please pray for her to be delivered of occultic stuff.[color=#000000]
I could use the money, but I'm welcoming a break right now.
While my roommates C.J. and Diane were caring for a dog belonging to one of Diane's sisters, one of the cats we feed, Camaro, began looking unwell. Last night Diane called me outside to look at Camaro's mouth because it was bleeding; at first I thought I was looking at a case of oral cancer, then I discovered that Camaro, who has a broken back tooth, had bitten a chunk of the side of his tongue nearly off. He was already scheduled for a vet visit today; Diane says if it turns out to be too expensive, she asked that Camaro be put down. We don't know for sure how old he is. He could barely eat or drink this morning, and there was blood by the back steps this morning.[color=#FF0000]Please pray that Diane and C.J. are comforted if they have to put Camaro down; if it turns out that he's fixable within Isaiah House's budget, that he'll be okay.