Tonight I almost went back to writing my thoughts on paper. I thought that maybe doing it electronically might be too much of a distraction. I questioned whether I can make the spiritual connection. But I decided that these writings might be useful n the future to persons who would like to know what a person's evening review looks like.
Today I was tired but my renewed optimism in life made it easy to get up and go.
Today i felt enthusiastic about working to help others find recovery.
I was not resentful.
I was not afraid.
I was not dishonest.
Iwas grateful for my wife, my job and my family.
Last night I wrote that I was afraid to ask my Dad for financial help. At the end of our dinner I told him that we didn't use a check he had given us to pay for Bobby's baseball. He said we should use it to pay a bill or something. I didn't feel right asking him for more. I just accepted that it would be enough and we would find a way to get by. I never asked him and they left.
This morning Christie called me to say that Dad had called and given us substantial financial help.
God always provides.
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