Finally Able to Write About It
My mother kicked me out of the house on January 27. I don’t even know why. I was giving her $200/month, paying the phone bill, and buying groceries. That hurt badly when she did that. She called me lazy and good for nothing. I think she was drunk when she said all of that. I just left the house. I had no idea where I was going. I just got in my car and drove. I stopped at a payphone and called Evg. MaCulvie. He told me to come over to his house. His wife was cool about it and everything. I got over there and cried like a big old baby.His wife hugged me and told me that everything was going to be okay. I felt like and idiot. How did I get kicked out?
Evg. MaCulvie let me stay over at his house that night. The next day, he helped me formulate a plan of what I was going to do. He helped me a lot. He told me I could stay with him and his wife for a month while I save up some money to get my own apartment. He helped me get on a waiting list for some apartments in the city. They are pretty reasonable. They cost more than $200/month. I know that it is going to be okay. He created me a budget. Man, that budget is seriously strict. I tripped out.
He suggested that I still give my mother $100/month. I looked at him like he was crazy. I agreed to do it, but I don’t even want to. She kicked me out of the house.
I offer to pay him and his wife rent, but he told me that I didn’t have to. I almost cried when he said that.
His wife is trying to get me a job Shimmer’s Incorporated. The one I have now won’t help me a lot, being on my own. She is the president of the company’s secretary, so I know she will probably be able to work something out.
I told my pastor that my mother had thrown me out of the house. He touched my shoulder and said, “Son, God will see you through.” I got mad. That’s all he could say. I couldn’t believe it. Evg. MaCulvie said that pastor probably had something on his mind. I don’t know. I am just glad that Evg. MaCulvie is around because I don’t know what I would have done if I couldn’t go to him.
Church has gotten any better. I didn’t go to choir rehearsal last week. I don’t even care anymore. I went to church with Evg. MaCulvie and his wife the last Sunday. I haven’t been any services since the last Sunday in January. No one from Audelia has even called me. I am thinking about leaving because no one seems to care. I haven’t told anyone yet, though. I ain’t even praying about it, so there is no need of even lying about it.
I have an interview at Shimmers on February 13. I hope I do well on the interview.
I am going over to my mother’s house to give her the money. I am not even sure how that is going to go. I heard, from the neighborhood gossip that my oldest brother, Craig, is at the house. He has been in and out of jail since he was 20. I don’t even get that. She would rather have a criminal stay in her house instead of a Christian. That aint right. I wanted to mail the money to my mother, but Evg. MaCulvie said that I should go over to the house. He said that I shouldn’t give the devil any leeway to enter into my mother’s mind that I hate her. Evg. MaCulvie says that I can just go over there, say hi, and give her the money. He said that I don’t have to carry on a conversation with her, if I don’t want to. I am dreading this.
I am about to start crying, so I am going to quit.
God said, "Call upon me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you will honor me." Psalm 50:15
Lord, I need you. Amen.
M.B.Vick
posted by Me @ 1:53 PM
