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:: Wednesday, October 15, 2003 ::

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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.


The materials of action are variable, but the use we make of them should be constant. -- Epictetus, How Nobleness of Mind may be consistent with Prudence, Chapter V

I think the meetings are really beginning to help. Yesterday when I arrived at work, all hell had broken loose. It was the last day of month-end close. Many things needed to be done before our director's financial review at one o'clock, but nobody had bothered to tell anyone about them. It was one of those times when things become so insane that one has to laugh. At lunch, I returned a call to Jim from Accountemps. I finally took some action and left a message for him saying that I would prefer not to stay there through June of next year and would like to be reassigned. I had been wrestling with that for many weeks trying to get into acceptance about the whole thing. I finally realized yesterday that was akin to standing in the middle of a fire trying to accept the fact that it's hot. Anyway, even with all the chaos going on around me, I felt a peaceful and compassionate most of the day.

Thank You God. You're really listening.

:: Kyle 6:54 AM 0 comments
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