This Saturday I got the kids going in the morning with breakfast and I remembered again to select the religious cahnnels for Saturday morning kid's programming. At noon we had a baseball game and Barbeque afterward. We played the team that won the chanpionship in the spring. It was interesting to compare The difference in the way the inequity was handled differently.

My brother joined us for the game and came to my house afterward. He helped me with a problem that I had with my truck. While my truck problem presennts a huge issue that I need to overcome financially, logistically, and emotionally. It presented an opportunity for us to spend some time set apart together. My son shadowed us the whole time.

My brother has some difficult health problems that he spoke to me about. And he has had some vocational difficulties also. As he told me about them he culminated by telling me that he hit a breakpoint where he surrendered his will and that some good fortune came after. He totally caught me off guard by saying that he got help from "the man upstairs".

At that point in the day I was very fatigued and I didn't have anything to say to edify his experience. I regretted this afterward but it was probably as it needed (was intended) to be. He has a brand new truck and I thought about the contradiction of him in this pwerful vehicle yet in one of the most vulnerable states that I have seen him.

My wife worked in the evening. I had prepared myself mentally but still found myself experiencing a sense of dread over the prospect of house chairing alone. My parents surprised us around bathtime and we all had a great time watching the ballgame.

Thanks be to God.