Dear Father,
Thank you for this day. Not a lot is going on. I got sick and tossed my breakfast this morning. I hadn’t taken my meds yet fortunately. Maybe because I petted a dog and then ate? I did wash my hands though. Not really sure. It’s not really wasting food, but I regret my body losing that nourishment.
I want to write some fiction, some kind of content other than jwriting a journal entry, but am feeling just a little bit blocked. Maybe it’s time to focus in, and do something specific.
Help me have a good day, Lord, and guard my register. Help me not get short changed, tricked, or ranything related to the money I’m responsible for.
In addition, please protect my store, my customers, co-workers, and managers. Please strengthen my co-workers and managers and help them with whatever they need from you. In Jesus’ Name i pray Amen.
Love,
Trem