Good morning, Father. I thank you for this fresh new day, and I thank you for the diversion I had last night, watching fiction movie trailers and even a few episodes of a funny show, to help me gain some distance from the difficulties of life for awhile. That was an unexpected relief! Thank you also for the support of friends and family, to grow past the unexpected financial slam from the RV park owner here. It could have turned out much, much worse, and I am grateful for your provision on all fronts, Lord. I also thank you that I was able to forgive this poor woman who does not seem to know you at all. I would rather be poor and have nothing but you, Lord — than to be the “ruler” of ten acres of land and a couple dozen people’s lots, and to not have anything but HUMANS to depend upon, if that. I simply do not understand that type of lifestyle, Lord. I have known you (at least as the Creator or “He who OWNS all this”) and been dependent upon you since I was an abused little child of just 3 or 4 years old. I have never felt quite as ALONE in this world as that poor, frightened woman must be. Thank you for giving me sincere compassion for even our “enemies” we meet, Lord. Truly your Spirit and your Word are bearing some good fruit in me — for YOU, for your glory. It almost has nothing to do with me at all, as I could NOT produce this growth in my own self. Only your living Word could allow me to be this beaten-down and yet this FREE! :D