The Long and Short of It

. . . and by "it" I mean my weekend! Working on Saturdays sure takes a big bite out of my weekend. And, although I know that it is necessary for right now, I can't wait to have the financial health to quit that second job.
Then, on the other hand, my Sunday was veeeeeeeeery long -- I believe that it had something to do with not feeling well, in the morning, and then spending most of the evening worrying about my niece, who decided to take a sabbatical from the family for 24+ hours.
I think that I may have mentioned this before, but I WOULD NOT go back to being a teenager!! Especially in today's world, where things seem to be in much more of a gray area than they were 15 - 20 years ago.
I was teaching a lesson, in Primary, last week, and we were talking about being dishonest. I actually had to explain, a few times, that not telling the whole truth, (the example was going to a rated "R" movie, when permission was given to go and see a rated "PG" movie.) is as much a lie as not telling any truth. "Well, I asked if I could go to the movie!" and "I got permission!" were the responses to my statement.
I can't help but think that kids these days, while they have lots more choices and opportunities for activities, also have a lot more exposure to "gray area" rationalization, and go with what isn't said, either by them, to their parents, or to them, from their parents.
Anyway, so Mariah, (the niece on sabbatical) apparently found no harm in not reporting in for 24+ hours, and was bothered that we made posters saying that she is missing. I don't get it!
(Although, that girl has a history that two weeks' worth of blog memory wouldn't be enough to tell the whole story, and I think that she is trying to find the real her.)
Another reason I wouldn't want to go back to teenager hell -- although I feel I am still discovering a LITTLE bit about who I am, the potential that I have, and what I really want to be when I grow up, I am not completely without direction, or trying to rely on my mom to guide me to who I should be.
I guess all that we can really do is PRAY and pray some more, in hopes that they will learn from their experiences, to be the best people that they can.
HEAVEN HELP US!!