This Saturday evening my wife was out on a job and I had the kids by myself. I didn't get to do my review.

In the morning I remember that we watched religious programming. The Bible Stories cartoon was the story of the young blind man that Jesus healed with the mud. I almost came to tears 3 times. Once when he finally found Christ and was healed, once when afterward he persevered to find Christ and thank him, and lastly I cried for Caiaphas when in his troubles he laid down to sleep and put on his blinders.

At mid-day I took my son to sign up for baseball. Thanks be to God for providing us with a little extra unexpected income that enabled us to sign him up. My daughter went to the ballpark with us and afterward we went for a drive through a nice new neighborhood on a hill and got lost. I found a place overlooking the little community where they ballpark is. I would like to have a home at a place like that someday. Those moments on that little adventure on Saturday morning are what I live for. It was like a dream.

In the afternoon I took the neighborhood boys to practice baseball at the school park. I was a little cranky and hesitant but we were all motivated by the one boy that didn't get to go last time and the older boy who I am trying not to judge. We had fun and I got to give them all a little guidance. When we came home I rounded up our toddler children and drove them to the neighborhood park. The older boys walked to the park through our friends back yard. we spent an hour or so there and they all had a great deal of fun.

It was a busy day.

This morning I go to catch the closing mass of the family event in mexico city on the Catholic TV channel. were late getting ready for church but amazingly we made it into the van on time. My wife and I exchanged high fives. The toddler kids behaved terribly. But through it all I managed to stay calm and focused on the mass.

After mass I planned to go to the treatment center for the H&I meeting. I almost didn't go because my wife was irritable from the problems in the mass. I got there just as roll was being completed. They all applauded when I walked in. I was the only one there and I had to conduct the meeting. Fortunately I had meditated on the paragraphs from page 50-51 about the thousands of people worldly indeed and was prepared to bring that as a topic. Thanks be to God.

This afternoon I got to do some batting practice with my son in his net.

This evening I got to test my God consciousness by avoiding resentment when I got to make dinner and bathe all the kids while my wife slept. At one point I yelled loudly and suddenly at one one of the children. It was weird because I wasn't seething with resentment, it wasn't building up to that moment, it just suddenly cropped up and exploded. I realized that I was taking on too mush of the effort to be rid of it. I was not praying for God's help. I did so immediately. I need to prove that I am truly free from resentment by going and kissing her goodnight.

Thanks be to God for a great weekend.