They must have fixed the road...

...or maybe its because I'm letting someone else do the driving.
Went to a Block Party on a Saturday night yesterday and didn't drink alcohol and fall down, didn't start any fights, didn't tell any raunchy jokes, didn't insult anyone and made it home safely....completely sober. It was weird. I even saw other people there acting a little bit sane and...having a good time. People were watching their kids instead of running around acting like kids themselves. I think I even saw a little bit of praying going on. No one got hurt or arrested and the only thing I saw get broken was a balloon. I guess its legal to have those kinds of parties in Chicago now. Some people even said to me "Hope to see you again soon" Thats a new one I never heard before.
Life is going a little bit differently as of late. Better I would have to say. I'm enjoying some of the blessings that God promised lately and I guess they were there all along.
Even with the blinders on I saw other people enjoying their blessings, peace and serenity. I guess I didn't get none because I didn't let none in.
I know God knew all along what I was all about but I did the best I could not to let anyone else know. I only let people know what I wanted them to. Usually just the good stuff. There was a lot of bad stuff I tried keeping to myself. I didn't even want my parents, brothers, sister, wife and kids to know some stuff.
Now that I'm living life like an open book, baring my soul, telling the truth ( to friends and family, God knew all along), praying, turning it over and letting the Big Guy do the driving....I'm starting to see what all those people were talking about. I've been getting some bad information and hanging around the wrong people for a long time.
They're still there but I just don't see them anymore. The Devil called me a couple of weeks ago and I told him I wasn't interested in any of his games anymore. I saw him at Archer and Kedzie the other day but I avoided him and hoped he didn't see me. There were plenty of other people around and I'm sure he found someone interested in what he had to offer.
Well, on a day like today I used to get a 12-pack, maybe I'd have a little bit of weed, and I'd go hide out somewhere, maybe la-la land, waste money and time and maybe, if I was lucky, get into a little bit of mischief.
I think I'm going to go for a walk to McKinley Park, bring a book, 'Don't Know Much About The Bible' or 'A Purpose Driven Life' (I'm need to re-read the first few chapters) take a nap in the shade, gaze at the sky and try to figure how far up it goes and thank God for giving me another great day.
Basia is working 'til 10 tonight and that would ordinarily give me plenty of time to get in trouble. I could get high, drunk and clean up my act all before she got home. Maybe I'll wash the floors, do the laundry and make her a little dessert treat. That oughta freak her out!