This morning I reflected on the reading from our meeting last night and I posted those thoughts on spirituscontraspiritum.org.

I woke up sick again but got myself up relatively early and tried to be productive. Thank God my wife was off today because I didn't feel well at all. By midday I felt better and it was nice to see our home staying orderly and not falling apart as I'm sure it would have felt if my wife was at work.

I took my autistic son to his therapy in the afternoon. I was grateful that they had a wireless connection and I was able to draft my thoughts while waiting. When the therapist came out and described what they did I was appreciative that she gave me a written description of what they did but I sensed that I was skeptical as to the need for it.

Then on the way home my son started saying out of the blue in his incongruous way that he did not like it when his brother made fun of him because he doesn't talk well. He said some other things also along these lines and I became re-aware of the severity of his condition. For some reason I thought of my brother who needed a diagnosis and treatment himself when he was a child but never received it. I thought about how this manifested itself later in life debilitating disorder. I was grateful for my son's treatment and I resolved to take a more active role.

I am grateful that he grabbed his bat and glove and wanted me to throw balls with him tonight.

I am grateful that I got to speak to a sponsee tonight and I remembered to encourage him to work the program.

Thanks be to God for this day.