I think Bob Dylan might have written a B-side with a title like that during his Christian period.

I've been having good fun doing fundraising over the last couple of weeks for my work next year with University Fellowship of Christians. There's been many, many encouragements.

But I'm stuck inside a mobile with the the two weeks in fundraising blues again.

I've had about half a dozen significant knockbacks. Wonderful, encouraging, godly knockbacks. But knockbacks nonetheless. And I'm yet to have any concrete, confirmed, locked in pledges.

I am confident that it will all come good.

But there's an anxious little person inside me wondering how many more knockbacks I can afford. Tassie's a small state, so it does not have bottomless resources. And interstate supporters, I am finding, are hard to persuade to invest in a ministry outside their hometown.