Some of the lilies broke off their bases so I took them up into the house and put them in water on the kitchen counter. After several days they still bloomed but seemed paler. I saw that the water in one of the vases looked pink, and wondered if the folwers' color was bleeding out into the water.
I made some bread dough, started some laundry, listening to language tapes. I felt weak and weary. I did not know what to pray for. I laid my head on my knee and prayed for Jesus to take me in.
My landlord swept up some wood shavings from the construction of the kiosk and put them in a bag for me to use as kitty litter for my cat.
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