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:: Tuesday, October 21, 2003 ::

hope

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.

Hope ever urges on, and tells us tomorrow will be better. -- Tibullus, Roman poet, b. 54 B.C.

Hope is brightest when it dawns from fears. -- Sir Walter Scott, Scottish writer, b. 1771

Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out. -- Václav Havel, Czech playwright, president, Disturbing the Peace, Chapter 5

Yesterday was the first morning in a long while feeling like me. I won't say normal because I doubt I ever feel that, but I did feel like me again. Not manic. Not depressed. Not lost. Not irritable, restless, and discontent. And a certain sense of hopefulness had returned, a feeling that everything was going to be okay.

We made some good progress on automating the Daily Sales Report. Today I'll go over and see Ron in A/R to follow up. I went to the six o'clock meeting and then to the business meeting afterwards to deliver my treasurer's report. We're definitely making progress in replenishing our prudent reserve.

I went by the grocery store afterwards and REALLY stocked up. In fact, I probably spent a lot more than I should but I was out of a lot of things. I spent two hours in there, much of it on the baking aisle where I don't really know my way around.

Anyway, things are looking up, or at least not down. Thank You God.

:: Kyle 7:16 AM 0 comments
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