Sitting here this morning, watching the water flow in the creek, I find it quite comforting to my soul. Reminding me of Psalm 23, beside still waters, yet as the water flows it seems to remove the restlessness of my last evening here. Too much activitiy in my day, too many conversations that were un-needed, perhaps just too many words for my soul. Then in the early morning hours, I was awakened by one of the young ones in a terrible need. Seems her father had burdened her with debt she is unable to pay, thus bringing her into court. Again I see that fathering and alcohol just don't mix and leave horrible imprints in young lives... So again, I bow my knee in prayer to my heavenly Father, that He grant her wisdom and understanding in the situation in life, and that she may continue to honor her father somehow, that it may be well with her life... my thoughts... Remi