I listened quietly. That’s what I do. I am a quiet observer.
His complaint was valid, I’ll give him that.
I listened to a home teacher talk about his assigned single sister to minister to. She owned her own home but was “needy” in that she always asked him to help with fix-it chores. Perhaps he was just venting because he was talking to a family friend. The problem though is that I also was there. And I related to the single sister’s situation. Continue reading