Between naps and bouts of trying to hack up a lung I managed to get in a bit of study time.
God has an amazing sense of humor as well as timing.
As I sat swaddled in my favorite blankie sipping my hot tea and nursing my nasty cold I began to delve into the multiple accounts of Jesus healing the multitudes. They came to him one after the other the blind, deaf, lame, diseased and demon possessed. He never once turned any on away.
As my head swims though the haze of congestion and other unmentionable (not to mention nasty) bodily fluids I have to attempt to chuckle without busting out into yet another cough fit.
I can also give another huge praise for how great my God is. As is sit wrapped in my blanket and bathrobe with my head feeling like it is floating somewhere above my neck surrounded by discarded wads of used Kleenex and empty packets of alka seltzer plus I weakly wave goodbye to my DH, who had to leave on Sunday for a business trip to Puerto Rico, yes tropical beaches, sunshine, palm trees……
I am trying to remember that I really do love him and that we have had 26 happy years together (hack hack, cough, cough, blow, blow).
Well my sweet DH has just called not only to see how I was feeling but to confirm that it has in fact been raining since he landed and that he has had to spend all his time working.
My heart breaks (hack hack, cough, cough, blow, blow).
I feel better than I did yesterday and I hope I will feel even better tomorrow.
Thank You Jesus for your compassionate healing, alka seltzer plus, Kleenex with lotion, hot tea and toast, a thirteen year old who read me a story an rain in Puerto Rico!
When my head clears I hope to post something that actually makes sense.
(hack hack, cough, cough, blow, blow)