This Friday morning I struggled with distraction and confusion in prayer.  I was still disturbed by the contentious conversation that I had the night before.  I also kept drifting into thinking about my affairs.  I got through my prayers but never really got fully focused.

I did a final big assignment and took a final exam after breakfast and kid drop offs.  This took all of midday and was very mentally intensive and exhausting.  I was so engrossed in this that I forgot to pickup the kids on time.  I was late but not too late.

I was resentful about the volume and intensity of the assignments I had but I was very grateful for the opportunity to review the material because I realized that I had forgotten a lot of it.  I thought a lot about the influence of feelings on perception and the self-serving bias.  I also thought about concepts of self-regulation.

There was a moment today when I had some thoughts that I didn't quite identify until I thought about them later.  I realized that these were faith doubts.  I was so immersed in concepts of thought and communication that I fell under the influence of materialistic study.  At some point I felt (not really thought) that religion and spirituality might be quaint superstition.  I quickly turned away from these thoughts but later prayed to resist skepticism.

After all the kid pickups I never regained intiative and clarity of thought.  The morning just sapped me.  My son asked me to throw some balls with him and I had a lot of housecleaning to do.  I was supposed to volunteer for a barbeque event setup at the ballfields but never made it.  I didn't go to a meeting either.

I spent the evening with my family and ran some errands to the store for my wife.

Thanks be to God.