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Too much, if I'll keep at it.
An appointment for confession is set. I am not sure there will be time for blessings. One thing at a time, or as necessary. Stoked, if in a truly terrifying way. I will write things down so as not to forget. Why not Saturday at such and so a time? Because as I have found, I can't be sure I will be able. You don't like it?
I'm the schedule cripple. You don't understand? I woke up one day and couldn't make my body work, only having rare successes. Medicine has improved things so sometimes, more often, a few days advance and I might arrange things, if it's on the schedule my system is on. It's what I have. So frustrated I tried to end it four solid times. Brother, you have no idea. I can't even die.
A curse, until as I was telling visitors today, I saw it for the humbling grace it is. Still need great help with humility even now, to tell you were it started. God has taken care of me, all that slips through my ungrasping cold nearly dead hands God seems to manage. Deserve? Of course not. All the worse for the whiles until I... just relaxed into it, if continuing to try well beyond my ability, like a broken child trying to wake, walk, work, right through hopelessness. As such, the goal is to be there an hour or two early. If the chapel or... if nothing else is open I can pray and read in my vehicle.
With that set I called plumbers. I found one with prices which work. A general quote, advice on brands though nothing exact, but no surety of when. Within the week, I am told. I'll just work on what can be done until then. Probably in to see about a faucet soon. I need cat litter and cat food while at it. Perhaps I simply had too much on my plate. Serious stuff, all popping at once as I view the horizon.
Oh, while at it. I just caught the request thing. Forgive. I'll... do prayers until I can figure out more. I have Paypal, but dusty, not sure it works through this system either, my computer is dead, the newer one, I just haven't figured it to setup yet. Yea, one more thing, of many others, while barely making it to consciousness. Will figure something out along financials soon. Just... hold on.
Oh, good news? God is often on my mind. Not always but... I had actually been worrying that it was obsession, and might not be right. Not contemplating His attributes or such, just in light communication. So, that isn't a bad thing? Okay, if I'd like to train, focus, that more. I was thinking meditation was something else.
If you think me less? I'll merely pray for you, right or wrong.
Oh, have to see about getting email hooked through my smartphone. Another project. Ugh. Later. Or good night more like.
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