excellent

A truly excellent day. Started off with devotions, exercise. Shopping at the market, and then a cancelled skype coaching appointment. (Well, so the day wasn't perfect, but close.) Got food in the crock pot.

I must add, preparing food is an extremely satisfying task. I don't quite know why, except that it speaks of nurture and care and providing for Mr. (and me). There, too, is a slightly creative element to it. It also feels like order and rhythm and plenty. Then I washed the dishes, which just topped off the sense of domestic organization. Sigh. Good feeling.

Then we worked on a video for friends in the US; just a short hello and well wishes. Called someone to set up a meeting later in the week.

Mr. made lunch and we napped for a bit. Then I was off for my afternoon with God.

I wrestled with Him a while about my dad. He seems like a lost cause. Those who know him would agree; I don't think I'm being overly harsh. Got some more discouraging news during the chat on father's day. I simply don't know how to pray for him any more, and to be honest, my motivation to do so is very low. I know this isn't right, and so God and I needed to have a talk. It is not easy.

But, the time was very good—wrestling included. I need these times to get my mind and heart and emotions in line. I need to hold onto the lessons throughout the rest of the week. A nice bonus to the afternoon: it was free! I went to my regular coffee shop, but I had filled up my rewards card, so there was no charge for my coffee! Decaf café mocha. I don't quite know if there is anything that beats it!

Walked home. Found some beautiful things to photograph—all the while anticipating the crock pot stew I had started earlier in the day. Yum! Nice. It was just as good as I thought it would be.

All in all a great day. My body aches, though, from the exercises this morning. Strength training. I did reps with weights and squats and push-ups and sit-ups. It just makes a body feel weary and sore the rest of the day. Tomorrow is yoga, though. It's my "fun" routine. (I know, however, that I should soon move up to the next level in the series, which will probably not be nearly as enjoyable!)

Something encouraging, though: my belt could do with another hole punched in it, because on the farthest hole my pants still kind of hang on my hips. Progress. Yes!