We have all walked an interesting New Year. No one could/would have expected that this would be the first 9 months of 2020.
It started off with me failing my eye test. Thankfully, I needed two surgeries one on each eye and the second surgery was finished the first Tuesday in March. My daughter was able to fly home before the restrictions hit.
The quarantine becomes a way of life. Then my birthday we always have fun on this day. My 76th Birthday and no one can travel.
One morning in June a Saturday I had given up. In bed hungry for the first time in my life I get a bowl of Cherrios eat in bed and take my meds. With hair standing on top of my head I roll over. Why shower and get dressed? My Fibromyalgia is in a flare up and it hurts.
Laying there a voice says get up wash your hair and get dressed. Does God yell at us? Well in case the messaged was missed it was repeated. Get up get cleaned up and wash an comb your hair.
Pain is the worst part of Fibromyalgia you are in constant pain. It makes me think of Paul in 2 Corinthians 12: 7-10. There Paul talks about the thorn in his side. The part that hangs in my mind is verse 9; “But, he said to me, My Grace is sufficient for you, for my power is perfected in weakness”.
The result is showered, hair combed, earrings in.
Thank you, Lord
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