This morning my wife was late getting up. This made it uncertain if I was going to be able to get to church on time since the baby was awake. Also my middle son had a rough trip to the store so I felt like I would need ample preparation to decide to take him.

I did get to go and I managed to resist getting irrritable about it. I was able to accept things as they were. At church there was a single woman there that looked like an friend from my childhood. I had to resist the temptation to look or think anything other than platonic thoughts.

I was pleased that my oldest son was well behaved at church. We got to spend some quality time together again.

The gospel was the fishes and the loaves. The priest's homily was about trusting God to give us all we need.

I thought some more today about step 8. I thought about the misconception that step 8 will stir up old conflicts that should be left in the past. I also thought about how difficult it seems and how I have to realize the fatal nature of the disease in order to take such radical action.

My wife took all the kids on a trip to her father's house. As the trip approached this morning I became afraid that she was taking the trip alone with all four kids in this heat, in our van of questionable reliability and with a tropical storm approaching. Knowing how dead set she was about this I had to trust in God and let her go.

When she left she commented that she was worried about the potential for relapse while I was alone. I couldn't really think about that as I was just worried about their safety and overwhelmed with the chaos of their departure. As I thought about this later I realized that I am more worried about the potential for unfaithfullness.

This evening I got to go to a meeting. Temptation sat down on both sides of me. I had to guard my thoughts and keep from looking. After the meeting it seemed as if temptaton was continuing to pursue me. I resisted.

Our topic was about trusting God to give us all we need.

Thanks be to God for a great day.