Father. Thank you for your Presence with us. Thank you for the cheer of hearing from Cal twice this evening as he waited in Cincinnati [before we had cell phones]. Thank you for his optimism. Thank you for faith. Thank you for being Faithful. Make us faithful, I pray. Thank you for the cheer of hearing the bustle in the background when I called Summit Ministries to announce Cal's flight plan change; for the cheerfulness in the voice of the operator at Summit. I pray that You would make me cheerful in this week ahead with my children & their grandmother. We watched Cal & Susan's plane until it was out of sight. Talked to an old woman who had had six children. (Nonnie glowed with pride in her 12 grandchildren.) Drove home via Brainerd Rd. Decided against Bojangles or swimming. Made fried rice scrambled eggs for supper. Mother washed up while children & I tidied up & vacuumed. Then we watched the Laurie-Greg wedding video. Grace grabbed the wooden spoon from me stabbing it into the upper part of my eye socket in doing so. Flash of white light but no apparent damage. I used the spoon appropriately. Kilby kneed Nonnie's right hand/wrist/arm in hopping into our bed--by accident. Mother is still carrying her arm gingerly while insisting it is OK. Going to sleep at 9:50 p.m. Tomorrow Nickajack lake with Skogens & Baileys.