[Miss Marple]

Well, I don't know what to pray for, even. His job he has now is lucrative, close to home, and the people he works with are quite nice.

But mining does get in the blood. I cannot explain it, but it just does.

I don't like to see him unhappy, but I am worried about him going underground again.

I guess I will pray that God shows us which way to go.

I am, as you can see, sort of befuddled about this.

By the way, one of my nephews is an iron worker. I don't like that career choice either. I am basically a feet on the surface, flatlander person.

[illstillbe]

I guess I will pray that God shows us which way to go.

Then we will be *praying* that you have peace in your heart no matter which direction you end up going.