Tuesday, March 08, 2005
  The Sniffles
I thought packing was bad. Packing when your nose won't stop running is that much worse. Got almost no significant work done last night. Leigh and I both feel like crap. I'm working though I'd rather be almost anywhere else right now. I look around and KNOW that there's no way that we're gonna fit everything that needs to go into our POD. I pray that we'll have enough help to make moving by Monday/Tuesday realistic. And lately when I pray, it feels like I'm talking to an empty sky.

Mk. 9:24 "Immediately the boy's father exclaimed, 'I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!'"
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