This morning I heard the parable of the unforgiving servant in passing on my children's religious program on TV.

I got to participate with my #2 son in his first ever T-ball game today.  He did great and he had a lot of fun.  He got to wear his uniform and be part of the team.  He got to sit in the dugout as a player for the first time and he got to be part of the lineup.  He hit the ball and ran the bases.  He was so proud of himself for making it to home every time.  I thoroughly enjoyed the family time at the field.  My wife and I knew a lot of people their and we had a real sense of community.

When we got home my Wife griped at me for not informing my Mom of the game.  She insinuated that I didn't care as much about my younger son.  It was my fault for saying that my parents didn't care that much.  But, I flew off the handle.  She had a negative attitude about some other things and I treated this as her continuing flaw of manufacturing misery.  I said some harsh words that I need to make amends for.

In the afternoon I got to take my older son to the park and practice with his neighborhood friend.

This evening I got to take a sponsee through his third step.  Then I got to read a story about prayer to my kids.

I am afraid that I am falling behind in my schoolwork.  But, like the story I read for my kids teaches, I need to pray for God to help me not to be afraid.

Thanks be to God.