Monday: I've been struggling the last few weeks with a sadness that I can't really explain. You could call it "depression", and I suppose you would be right. But more than that, it's just an unsettled feeling and a higher anxiety level than I usually have (probably from watching/listening/focusing too much on the "news" instead of on things that are "true and honorable and right ... things that are pure and lovely and admirable ... things that are excellent and worthy of praise" as found in Philippians 4.8) I am very guilty of being a political "addict." It's just that I find it so interesting (politics) and so compelling to discover just what is TRUE anymore. Anyway, that's all to say that I have been d-o-w-n more than usual.
Pastor Jim's teaching this past Sunday was about the truth of the resurrection--that Jesus is truly and completely ALIVE, remaining a human/divine being for eternity. He challenged us to think it through: what if what the Bible says about Jesus being alive is ... a fraud? What if we have been deceived about this all of our lives? And then he went on to very logically and convincingly argue exactly what is proclaimed all throughout Scripture--it's TRUE--Christ is RISEN from the dead! In closing, pastor challenged us to ask the Lord Jesus to reveal Himself in new ways to us this week--show us He is with us--speak to our hearts personally.
I came home from church (and then lunch with Ruthanne and Terry) and had a really severe headache. However, I told my friend (Brenda) that I would come to the open house she was having for her daughter from 2:00-4:00 Sunday afternoon. I'm glad I did go even with not feeling well. It was so good to see Brenda again and give her a hug and get an update on all that has been happening in her family.
I was home again by 4:00, took some pain medication and lay down and then slept for hours. I woke up not feeling much better, so I just rested for the remainder of the evening--hoping Monday morning I would feel "better."
I didn't! I cancelled my PT appointment and decided to continue to lay low. I just felt completely exhausted without one single bit of motivation or any energy whatsoever to do anything under the sun. I really hate feeling that way. I hate wasting time and accomplishing nothing in 24 hours. It makes me feel very old and useless.
And then ... out of the blue ... totally random ... I received a text from my grandson Chris. "Hey can I stop by if you're not busy." I wrote back: "Sure! When would you like to do that?" "Some time soon possibly" was the answer I received.
And soon afterward, Chris drove up to my house! He stayed for almost two hours and we just talked. I can't explain to you what a GIFT it was to see him, to spend actual time with him, to have a real conversation about real things with this person who means a great deal to me. He is my oldest grandson. He will be 21 in just a few months. He caught me up on all his news!
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