There’s not much to say about today. I did my journal writing and then went to get a nice breakfast and visit my bank, so I could have money for things like laundry, (which I am very much behind on), that will not let me use a debit or credit card. After I did that though, I stopped at a grocery store, (something else I had been putting off), and I bought some meat, vegetables and fruit.
I went through some papers and tried to make a dent in cleaning out the mess in my hallway, but did not get very far with it. Except for the little I do get bagged for garbage, I just make more stacks of stuff and move them somewhere else. It seems like I will never get that under control. Maybe that is the "thorn in my flesh" to keep me from becoming too prideful.
Tonight, a group of us from church went on the march through the neighborhood. It was colder outside than I realized and I went over with just the Labor of Love tee shirt over another short sleaved shirt, but I did not want to go back across the street and up three flights of stairs to get a jacket, so I went ahead and walked as I was. I did get really chilled, but I was glad to be out in the community witnessing for Jesus.
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE! 