This morning I jumped out of bed without realizing it and forgot to pray. It wasn't late yet but I knew that it would be tight. I resolved to forget the time and to stop and pray anyway. I actually went into deep contemplation and lost track of time, I came out and prayed until I felt re-imaged. I made it to work 1:00 minute late.

I recalled or deacon's words yesterday when he referred to the world a "out there in the valley of the shadow of death".

Today a work I was buried and the sh@* hit the fan. Two of our bosses got angry with our team. I felt as if I were in teh eye of the hurricane. I thought of the words of psalm 23, " will fear no evil, or you are with me; yur rod and your staff, they comfort me. "

Tonight I read about a new program called "The Cleaner" in which a man rescues drug addicts. I thought about I get to live that in real life except I don't rescue them, I am there with a way out.

I got to spend time with my little ones and take a bike ride with my oldest. Gotta go now the middle one is crying for water.

The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,

3 he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.

Thanks be to God.