I wonder what Jesus is up to now, and how far he’s got. He must be travelling through Samaria at the moment. I hope he’s all right.
I feel guilty at not being with him, even though we agreed it was better all round if I held back for a while. I feel guilty that I feel so happy here on the farm and that I’m losing the will to go and join the mission. I feel guilty that with the harvest collected and the stores full and Cyrus for company, life is really fun for once. I feel guilty for writing this.