I'm still battling to take back my hill (literal hill) from her, though making progress. The weird thing is, I am not fighting her for it, I am fighting myself.

Wasn't it the same with Jesus?
And isn't that a good clue about life?

I hope the Sabbath was a delight. I think it's one of the greatest blessings God could have given us.

How would you rate your personal recovery?

What are you most concerned about still?


I think sometimes about all the pain in the world. I hope we can ease that here, even if only a little bit.