This one’s from Saturday afternoon. Apparently, I’d had a rough morning, and decided at some point to count my blessings and begin anew.
2. Ran about 2 miles (aborting the 3 mile course when I got tired, and walking back home).
4. Gave a CD to this guy, the trumpet teacher, whom I saw immediately after I finished listening. Moments later, at the Co-Op, this fellow the Math professor gave me some cash for one, and this other man the German professor told me he would pay for one if I could figure out how to put it online.
5. Ran into this fellow who writes for the Daily News and we exchanged numbers. He’s very bright, and knows a lot about journalism, too. Reminds me, I ran into the journalism professor the other night, who had already read my commentary, since he subscribes to that site. He said: “Good work!” Thankful for all this newfound focus on journalism and on getting my stories published. It’s been a pleasantly unexpected turn of events throughout my brief retirement.
6. I finally decided to approach K. about my reservations regarding the Theology group, and we wound up having a nice long conversation. A very nice and extremely erudite man.
7. K. also assured me not to be intimidated by all these professors and people with degrees, despite my lack of a higher education. He said I’m on the same intellectual level as most of the professors anyway.
8. Said two really great prayers while I was running. Actually one of them was of the magnitude of the heavily answered prayer I prayed in July 2016 outside the Sequoia station. It was the second time it’s ever happened — I don’t want to say what the content of the prayer was — but when I prayed it, the words were given me with clear conviction, and as I looked into the sky, I “felt” that those words were heard.
9. Shaun also was helpful last night in that we delineated that I prayed in anger for a certain thing to happen, and it happened, and my anger was assuaged. Now is the time to pray in Gratitude to make good use of that which has happened, for this is the blessing of God, though I’d asked for it in anger.
10. Asking myself “what’s next?” always works, even if the answer is silence. God is Good.
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