Vocational Rehab

The past few weeks has been an interesting time for lack of a better word.

W**ker's C*mp won't admit that I have anything more than a bad sprain in my knee, however, they are willing to spend LOTS of money preparing me for and helping me to find another job within my "physical limits" which includes no extended standing, no lifting more than 25 lbs., and no lengthy walking.

I have tried to be as honest with the people that I meet with as possible about the fact that I no longer WANT to work outside of my home.  So now, they are trying to find ways for me to work at home and get a "real"  paycheck.  Basically, they are wanting me off of the C*mp funding, but they aren't willing to let me make the decisions I want to make for my own, and my family's, benefit.

There have been times through all of this that I have wondered why it has to be so hard to just stay home and be the wife/mother/grandmother that I want to be.  Even with the amount of pain that I have, I can still do all of the things that are important to me.

I  was praying specifically about this the other day, and like a clear sound, I felt God telling me that it's because this world's priorities are so messed up that they truly don't get the value of a woman in her home.

I don't want to be managed by this world's mind set!  I truly want to do what God has called me to do. It's the first time in my life that I have been financially able to be home without there being a hardship.  I think that God has truly set up all of the vocational rehab I need to worry about.