Evening

I've had a fairly good day.  John MacArthur was grinding his way through the book of revelation, and I slung a paint roller like a madman.  I rolled an entire apartment in 2 hours, then let it dry and did it again. 

I am a little disappointed with myself though.  Just when it seems communication between my daughters mother and I are going well, I let feelings and pride get in the way and say something stupid.  I really have got to take my sponsors advice and just let a sleeping dog lie.  I just need to get over it and move on.  I do okay with that most of the time now, but a song, memory, anything can upset the delicate balance I seem to be maintaining.  Life on life's terms.  I gotta keep that in mind. 

Tomorrow is another day, and another opportunity to do the next right thing.  I will do my best to remain humble and just accept things as they are because at this point blame and responsibility are kind of a moot point. 

This is a short post, I am feeling really drained and am going to bed.

Father, thank you that in spite of my pride and self will You are able to let me catch glimpses of who You are, and who I truly am.  Please help me to become ultimately caring, even at the expense of my pride and ego.  Please draw my children to You, and help them to discern the way that You would have them to go.  Please be with Anne, strengthen her to make the decisions you wish her to make.

In Jesus name,
Amen