Not sure I even said hello to you yesterday, and it was by custom your day of worship. Not a good thing, and can’t be made up. It occurs to me that I have a subconscious aim to at least say hello to God daily. I’m annoyed with myself when I don’t. But I don’t necessarily reach up for truly deep contact. I’m telling myself this, not that it will cause me to do better. I wish.
Truly I enjoyed my am dream. I got involved in a movie production in the neighborhood. Row of fine houses or facades at east end of the street, my end slumber or ordinary. Lush green grass in Cosys yard, she came out and I told hero remembered when it was dirt clods. I admired the house, but wasn’t out to get one. Red and I were crossing the street. A handsome man came over, we talked, and quickly became attached. But I’m married. It’s ok. Wants my help making a movie; I’m in it. Next morning he’s back. Many people in field, some cartwheeling, and he introduces me to his boss, Michael Moore. A joins us; I sense he’s disturbed, maybe jealous. MM starts describing his film in high falutin’ language. Info and say I get it. A answers with an equally complex long analysis, and I laugh to myself, thinking that’s why I married him. For his ability to out talk anybody.
Lord help us make the best of our day. And bless Trump’s efforts to help US. IJN
Sis L is having an ablation in Oh. Guide her surgeons and her healing IJN
People say such are ineffectual selfish prayers. But I say it can’t hurt to ask.
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