Part 1

I bought the traks and I called Mr. Turner. The bed is made, the laundry is in the dryer and I'm listening to the seminar now. Something is missing. Nothing small like cooking something, or preparing the clothes for Sabbath. Nah! It was something big like CALLING DADDY. Yeah, let's do that tomorrow. Yeah I like that. Tomorrow. I prayed about my family but my father has a saying. You can't pray for anyone. Why? Cuz you are not perfect. Praying for others is a job for those who are really close to God. (Ex.: Jesus praying for His followers) Problem? Why should I pray for myself then? Cause I can control me. Your prayer can align with your actions, if you want your prayers to be answered then. Part 2 tomorrow. I'm tired.