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:: Friday, September 12, 2003 ::

calm

God, I offer myself to Thee to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self that I may better do Thy Will. Take away my difficulties that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of Life. May I do Thy Will always.

Oh, that You would bless me indeed and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would always be with me, and that You would keep me from evil.

Thank You for keeping me sober today. Amen.

Calm Soul of all things! make it mine
To feel, amid the city’s jar,
That there abides a place of thine,
Man did not make, and can not mar.
-- Matthew Arnold, Lines written in Kensington Gardens

Today all is calm. Still a lot to do, but calm. Yesterday was fine at work. Uploaded all the August financial statements to the intranet. It rained cats and dogs here. I emailed Laura about a transfer to another assignment, hypothetically speaking, of course. She mentioned a possible one at MCI that would be perfect for me. It might involve some travel abroad, possibly to Hong Kong where the expenses are booked.

Last night, I met with the Rebellion Dogs at Good Eats to celebrate Chuck's three-year anniversary and to plan our fall schedule. I miss those guys. I talked to Allen a while last night. He went to an Al-Anon meeting down there but still seems depressed. We talked about why he doesn't have any friends down there. I think it's a trust issue. I felt that I was being critical, but actually, I was just wondering the reason why.

Now, off to finish the week. Thank God it's Friday.

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