Ran 4 miles this morning. Beautiful weather.

Then over to the Center Precinct Crime Watch meeting with about 15 managers and the cops. I got to spend a lot of time with Carlos Martinez who is the manager for Kensington Station where we’re starting a massive new work. Other managers I work with were also there. It’s a good way to see a bunch of my partners in one whack.

After the meeting, I got a call from Liz Pearson a partner of mine from Briarcliff Baptist Church. We’re working together on the “Great Day of Service.” I’m helping them focus on outreach in the community. We also did a recon of several properties together. I think they’re going to fit in best at Briarlake Village, just a couple of miles from their church. I always enjoy putting a team together and getting them rolling on the Jesus highway.

Also worked on writing newsletters. Kathy and Ashley also helped me write some. I’ll finish the last few tomorrow morning.

Went to Azalea to help the kids. It was their report card day. Some I was really proud of!

Others, not so much. I got pretty upset with one kid who is really smart but LAZY. He came home with 4 Fs and a D. I did the flip out.

Then his brothers started talking about his youngest brother and the way he’s been acting lately. I was shocked. He’s always super nice and respectful around me. It was just heartbreaking to hear how he’s been acting at home–cussing out his parents, threatening to “cut them up” while they’re sleeping. I mean he’s only in 4th grade! I was so sad.

Got home and talked to Kathy about it. Decided I needed to run to help me de-stress out. So today I ran a total of 8 miles.

I’m still sad.

This mission stuff is really hard on you emotionally. If you get attached to people–like I do–it’s like my own kids failing. I take their failures really personally. I keep asking myself, “What else could I do?”

I told their older brothers that I felt responsible. They told me, “Not your fault, Mr. Tim. You did the best you could.”

My problem is just how good is “my best?”

I’m one of those ultra Type A, high achiever, never satisfied, kinda guys. I always feel I could have done more.. .

Father give me peace.