This Friday I thought about how many times I must pray for God to remove my lust when it crops up. I thought of how each time I make the sign of the cross for this it is strong enough for me to need God's help. I thought of how this may have a cumulative effect on me. I thought of how it might leave a spec each time that over time accumulates and dims the clarity of connection to God's power.

I didn't get to go to a meeting Friday.

I prayed with my kids in the evening.