Like today, when I has just about done reading Psalms, and realized it was time for the Shabbat class for women. I looked at the clock, and said to myself, even if I get dressed and Ieave the house right now, I'll never make it in time. . .
I knew it was the bad in me choosing not to make the right choice, justifying it with staying home and finishing Psalms. But I gave into myself, finished the reading, and was just about to sit down for a late lunch when there was a knock at the door.
This is not the first time my dear friend D saved me from myself, and I pray it won't be the last. That's right, D came unexpectedly to pick me up for the class, and we went.
Sometimes it takes friends to help us beat back the bad. Thank G-d for friends.