Our Father, thank you for letting me see this New Day. Thank you that you didn't allow the bed I lay on last night to be my cooling board, nor my blanket my winding sheet. Guide my feet this day along the straight and narrow, and help me to put a bridle on my tongue. Bless this house, and everybody in it. Thank you, in the name of your Son, Jesus Christ, Amen.

When you stop complaining thats the time you start appreciating little things

For much of my life there was no place where the things I wanted to investigate were of interest to anyone.

Written By Benoit Mandelbrot

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