  Just when things seem to get good, things seem to happen to make things bad again. Oh well. I can deal with the ache, now that I've had it for so long, for different people, for different times. This is my lot, who am I to complain? Beggars can't be choosers :-). All I know is, I can't let things like this get in the way of my life's normal functions, like studying and learning and teaching. God, You never make sense, but in some way, I guess that's one reason why I trust You. Life's too complicated for me to make sense, and when You do things that don't make sense or seem fair, that probably means You're just dealing with the complications. Ok. I need to sleep. 
