Today was a good day. I went to see The Simpsons movie with someone I really like and could feel him close to me and hear him laugh and it made me happy, I sat in my hammock and thought, " I LOVE summer!", I watched my friend open an eagerly awaited gift and get all engrossed in it, I was able to help another friend far away make contact with someone who could answer her questions, I ironed enough shirts and pants to last 2 episodes of home improvement shows, I emailed someone I have never met and made arrangements to have them stay at my house, I cried twice over nothing at all because it was just one of those things and managed not too take it all that seriously, I dreamt about Jack DeVries who was an old man in a mental home who needed a friend so I went to visit him and brought him a few gifts, I took all the garbage out of my house, and I remembered the words that Jesus spoke to me on Sunday, "Why are you discouraged, little one? Keep your eyes on me and you will avoid much disappointment." And so I keep on trying to look in the right direction. Practise. Practise. Practise. It is a good thing to practise.
This photo of my ordinary and dusty garage was taken by Greg.