Okay, actually since Monday, but between eye infections, inflamed muscles, the flu and a cough that's totally unfair for someone who's never smoked a day in her life.....I'm just kind of over it.
I am not a good patient. I'm happiest when I'm busy and moving... A bit ago I reached over for my cup of water on the nightstand and I missed. It dumped all over the floor and I'm currently ignoring that it has even happened. That is how lazy bummish I've been today and it does not suit me. I get absurdly grumpy and anxious when I have to "be still." Heck, I founded a ministry based upon moving around for goodness sake.....I am not a "still" person.
Someone told me this morning they were praying for me and heard God tell them to tell me there are times to "be still."
Grrrrrr.
They are right. I'm a runner. I need to learn to be a rester. I should probably get up and dry the stupid water off the floor, but beyond that, I need to learn to rest.
There are so many thoughts stuffed into my head.
- is my book complete garbage?
- is RS getting the best leadership under me?
- are my kids learning what's important in life?
- am I going to have a showdown with Sam's principal to stick with what's right for my child?
- are my plans in life the right ones?
- are these feelings legitimate?
- do I overthink things?
Can God help me to slow down and enjoy the itty bitty magical moments in life that I miss sometimes?
Being sick isn't all bad. Not if I can learn to be still, shut up and listen to my Father.
The Hebrew word for "still" in psalm 46:10 literally translates into "be weak."
Okay Lord, woo hoo, I've got that one down this week for sure. Lesson learned. Gonna spend some time listening to Jesus now as the house is still as well as me.
Hopefully in the future He won't
send a combination of disgusting physical ailments that feel as if He's attempting to strike me down dead in order to get my attention.
Seriously God, next time cookies or something will do the trick, I promise.
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