‘Call in the angels!’

It was a Sunday afternoon, and I had just arrived home after completing some errands. I put away the few grocery items I had bought, headed anxiously for my favorite chair, and sank into it with a grateful thud. 

I felt tired, but in a way that was unrelated to actual physical weariness. It wasn’t one thing in particular that was weighing on my thought. It was more like a vague pull to feel low, discouraged.

I had prayed that morning, as is my usual practice, and felt lifted up by the spiritual ideas that came. But as the day progressed, I had slipped, almost without realizing it, into mentally assessing myself and my life in a negative and judgmental way. Now I was feeling distanced from my morning inspiration and from the loving Father who had conveyed it.

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March 7, 2011

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