God...
Thank You...for the enjoyment I often feel at work--talking to people, untying knots, making decisions. Thanks for calmness and perspective; you're why I have a clear head (most of the time.) Thanks for the consistency of the two men in the class at City Rescue Mission. I know you've put them in my life for a blessing; thank you for drawing us together.
Help me...discern your current movement in my life. I sense you starting to stir the pot a bit, but I don't really know what kind of soup it is yet. Help my blind spots get exposed.
Shane, I love you...I love how open you are to me; I like living in your house.
I'm sorry...for being an inpatient jerk on the Broadway Extension this morning. I'm sorry for loosing perspective at the end of the day at work, for wigging over an insignificant thing. Both of these things show how I've got such a selfish, it's-all-about-me streak. I'm sorry for that.
Be with me...yes...be with me.
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