Thursday, January 1, 2015
A simple thanks for the prayers. I went in yesterday and was astounded that everything they put in me (with no reactions thank you) only took an hour and a half compared to 5-6 hours last time. They are babying me, I know, but it's fine with me. Oh, and I LOVE having a port. A faucet to the circulatory system. It's so cool.
The last couple of days I kept hearing (the Spirit of God?) saying, "Joy comes in the morning." Whenever I hear this scripture I think of my cousin Joy who lives in Florida. I think, "Oh that would be nice" and then I laugh. I usually do not consider it being a word of the Lord for me. But last night I couldn't sleep. First I struggled with thoughts of the lack of productivity in my life. My big goal for today was prayer and 30 minutes of "exercise" which I hoped would be cleaning the refrigerators because. Well, you know. Because. I started down the slippery slope of thinking of all that I miss. Then nausea set in. Then I took pills for that which didn't do much so I took the second pills that are given for when the first don't work and at 3am I went to sleep. I woke up at 7am with Joy in the morning!
Emotions are weird. We can't choose what pops up in our minds, but we sure can chose how much attention to give it! I choose the joy that came this morning and cleaned both refrigerators listening to upbuilding music and found a ton of leftovers so Walt won't have to shop for a couple of days. I am a busy bee style person, so when I do physical work I get more joy. I am now exhausted and ready to listen to my body and go to bed. Turn my phone off. But don't feel bad for me. I am full of the joy that was promised to me this morning.
Thanks for your love and support. I'm counting on you!And thanks to the Raways for my new magnet pictured above.