Today was a long day bad and then good. As it has been our tradition for now a almost a month, I spent another entire afternoon sitting and listening to people debate on the idea of continuing or not the strike for another week. After two hours I left and met up with a friend and we attended the rest of the strike dispute together, me playing on my ipod (thank you family!) and her doing homework. Around 4:30 we finally voted and if there would have been 1.3 % of the people against the strike, it would have ended. But no, the strike is continuing for another week. It’s getting me tired.

So my friend and I left, tired and discouraged and the best thing we thought of doing was to “eat out emotions” so we went out for supper. I was a little amazed because at one point my friend said, “hmmm, it’s 7″, then we continued to chat and chat. Next time she looked at the time, it was 10. I seriously did not believe her, but the waitress confirmed: we’d been there from 5 to 10, then we chatted (with the waitress) about driving trucks… how comforting it was to talk about such a thing on Ste-Catherine Street, downtown Montréal!

I had a good time chatting with my friend and it reminds me again of the value of Christian friends encouraging, challenging and praying for each other. It’s good to have people that keep us accountable to think and do good.