From bad to worse

Am I too old to go to Narnia? We just returned from Prince Caspian at the dollar theatres, and it was a welcome relief from the day.

Bad news awaited, however, in my cell phone message box. A dear young woman our family cares about is desperately ill. Her prognosis is not hopeful. Our hearts hurt for her, and for her family.
As if that weren't quite enough, after the death of our family dog this morning, there's more.
We have been functioning on an alarmingly low income this summer, and awaiting a job the end of July which I was counting on to carry us through. That was cancelled this evening.
So, death, illness, and poverty. What could possibly be more fun?
My God is Great, and Greatly to be Praised. He is neither perplexed nor shaken. Which is good, because I am both.
We'll watch together to see what He does, shall we?