When I'm trying to remember something I put my wedding ring on my 'pointer' finger.  I do it a lot and sometimes I forget what I was trying to remember, but not often.  Lately, I have had a thought or idea come to me during the night, and I want to remember it and think about it more seriously. So I move my ring.  This morning I had a thought that really appealed to me, so I have been wearing my ring on my 'pointer' finger all day long.  I have thought about the thought several times today and so far I have discovered that this seems to be one of my biggest thoughts, and really needs a lot more serious consideration.  It is the idea of what expectations do I have about God.  What do I expect from God?  What should I expect from God?  And what do those expectations tell me about God and about myself?  It may not seem important to you, and that's okay.  But it is a 'biggy' to me.  My first thoughts about 'the thought' were pretty superficial but soon took on a more serious tone.  My expectations of myself and other people are one thing, but after thinking about them they differ greatly from my expectations of Deity.  And how can one have expectations of God without having expectation of your self?  Maybe this is too heavy for one who got up at 6 a.m. and has been working pretty hard most of the day since.  So I throw it out to you for any comment that you might have, and I will keep my ring on my 'pointer' finger until tomorrow and continue to ponder upon the question(s).

This morning I got up and drove Sheila to work (7 a.m.) because I had to get gas in the car for her 2nd shift later on, and I had a few errands to run for myself.  Tomorrow I will have her drive herself and I will try to sleep in just a touch.  I don't have to be in the office until just before 7:30 a.m. and I have lots to do to keep me busy most of the day.  I really should have gone to bed by now.  I'm starting to think that I may have overcome any possible addiction to chocolate or work o other more harmful stuff, but I do have an addiction to life.  Sometimes I just don't want my day to end.  Necessity may be the mother of invention, but reality is the father of moving on and doing what has to be done whether you want to do it or not.