This morning I woke up very worried about a classroom presentations and repeatedly had to set it aside and turn it over.  I resolved to focus on centering my thoughts on God before praying.

In meditation I imagined an empty room in a wooden chapel.  I imagine a woman and an angel in the room.  The woman had her arm extended with her palm open toward the center of the room.  A beam of light shone from a small opening in the ceiling and made a circle on the floor.  The angel was very tall and wearing a greek warrior's clothing and holding a spear.  He was kneeling before the light.  A very bright spot materialized in the beam of light.  It turned into a lamb and then a heart and then a crucifix.  Then the crucifix was empty.  Their in the light stood the Lord with his arms open.  I admitted my sins to him and offered myself to him in repentance.  He held out his hand which contained a ball of light.  It was for me to take and place into my heart.

On the way to school I relived my older daughter's tee ball game with her and remembered how she got the biggest cheer.  Thanks be to God.

At my first class I worried as many people gave their presentations and I realized that I failed to address some key questions.  Then a guy chimed in with his and I realized that he did the same subject as me.  At first I was very distressed.  But then I realized that there were some things he did not report on that I could.  Plus he wrote about the things that I had forgotten.  I went next and it was very well received.  Thanks be to God.

I had a test at my next class.  I got to study with some friends and passed with an 88.  Thanks be to God.

After school I went and picked up my daughter at school.  She informed me that it was her birthday.  I felt bad for having forgotten and not having done anything special for her.  She had a great day at school and they all celebrated with her.  Thanks be to God.

Tonight I got to carry the message of recovery at a treatment center. Then I got to go to a meeting and celebrate my sobriety birthday.  Thanks be to God.

After prayers tonight, I told my oldest son about my vision in the chapel.  He wished me love and a good night.  Thanks be to God.