Yesterday I felt very isolated and somewhat disconnected but still grateful and willing. At the end of the day the kids all decided to sleep in my room on a palette and I couldn't tell them no.

Today we got off to a great start and had our typical Saturday morning of pancakes and religious programs for the kids. At about 10 I got them all outside playing and it was lunchtime before I knew it.

After lunch I got to do some step work with a guy which was immensely uplifting for me.

In the late afternoon I went to pick up my middle son from an autism camp. I was very proud of him as he appeared to be having a great time and following directions well. The camp persons said really nice things about him and I wished that I could have spent more time with them talking about the camp and thanking them for their service. My proudest moment was when a young lady asked him what his favorite part was and he said it was seeing Jesus.

Tonight my wife was gone on a job and I had a lot of work to do in maintaining the kids and house. I thought about how this is a job that keeps me so busy that I don't need special events in order to have a busy day. But I felt guilty for the times when I watched football or programs with the kids and I could have been keeping up and getting ahead with the housework. I don't feel remorseful about this so much as I feel motivated to do better.

Thanks be to God.