Ragged Faith

Pages taken from the journals of one exploring the Way

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Books and drills and a show with my daughter. 

These things would’ve been impossible if I went according to what I felt I ought to do. I had planned on bringing work home. Much to do and after all, it has to get done. 

But at the last minute I put the laptop going into my bag back on the desk and chose family. I stopped work and the temptation to do one more thing – and I came home to a delicious bowl of soup my wife had worked at all day – and being home earlier rather than later allowed her to enjoy the work of her hands even more. 

And now mom’s blinds are hung, too. 

And a few more pages of liesure reading have been enjoyed. 

I’ll pick up where I left off tomorrow – and try to do the same the day after that and the day after that.