Faith

We need to have faith. Faith in other people, faith in God, faith in the justice system, faith in the police force, faith in the health system, faith that it will rain again. Faith that it will be alright.
This was the day of Gord's court case. When I rang the solicitor late yesterday he said he was sorry but he would have to ask for an adjournment. The informant, the policeman who had charged Gordon with trespass with intent to steal, and who had in so doing given my faith in the police force a big jolt, had been on holidays, and it was impossible for the solicitor to negotiate with the police prosecutor while the he was not available.
The solicitor said we didn't have to go to court, he would fax through the application for adjournment in the morning and we would be advised in due course the new date in January or February. I have no option but to put my faith in the solicitor, and assume the 'You must attend the court' instruction on the summons does not apply if a solicitor is seeking adjournment. Either way, at 10.00am, when we were suppossed to be at the Dandenong Magistrate's court, Gordon was fast asleep and I was climbing in the avocado tree picking fruit that I hoped would ripen by Christmas day.
We have to have faith in others. We wouldn't drive cars if we didn't hold faith that the car coming the other way was not being driven by a homicidal/suicidal maniac with intention to wipe us out. Nor would we if we did not hold faith that we were not going to blackout and drive into a tree or oncoming truck. When you get on a plane you have faith the pilot is competent and healthy and that the plane has been well maintained. It's that basic. The more faith you have in more things around you, the less worries and anxiety you feel.
The solicitor said to me on the phone, "Tell Gordon not to worry, he's in good hands, between me, you, and the doctors' letters." He refers to the psychologists as doctors, and we have letters from Gordon's original diagnosing psychologist and the Emerald Secondary College psychologist who knew Gordon well and discussed many things with him over a number of years.
He continued," At best we'll get the 'intent to steal' withdrawn and the trespass charge diverted, and the worst would be a good behaviour bond."
I do my best to have faith in all things, I just hope there's no unexpected twist in this tale before we get this monkey off Gord's back.

I have been waiting for the last flurry of orders to come through before getting on my bike and picking. Yesterday I had a huge day picking holly, spruce, camellia and beech. This was hard on the heels of the weekend extracting honey, another 90kgs in the tank. The messmate has started flowering. All the stickies are back on the bees and I anticipate I'll be extracting again a week or so after Christmas.
Elvie rang just now so I have Foxy's order. She leaves it till the last minute so she can be more accurate. I can understand that, nobody wants to overorder and wind up with stuff not sold. But it makes it hard for me because then I have to go like hell.