When tomorrow is over and done I will have worked 15 of the 30 days in September. It's not hard work, unless one counts sitting on their backside for nearly eight hours a day laborious. It is more taxing on my patience and mental endurance than it is physically strenuous. My friend can not see and she is not strong in the physical sense. She does not converse easily and, although she doesn't like to be alone, the murmur of a crowd, and sometimes the television, sets her on edge. Like I have mentioned before, she prefers to be prone, and that is "prone to laying in bed" which leaves me sitting in a chair trying desperately to stay awake. I am not always totally successful and my butt muscles are beginning to ache.
Crossword puzzles, notebooks to write in, books to read, lunch to eat, and crocheting. I've taken a stab at them all. Crocheting feels most worthwhile but I've been cursed with a bout of
"Mommy's thumb" and had to take a sabbatical from the afghan I've been hoping to finish before Christmas.I've tried writing but find it hard to sort and reorganize thoughts written on paper. (There is nothing quite like being able to cut and paste...) I've been told I can get up, walk about, and stretch, but there is only so much that pacing can do.
I'm finding myself a little bit lost this week. The excitement of the month has died down, and the activities that kept me distracted from my own "dark woods" are gone. No details, just an earnest plea for prayer.
When tomorrow is over and done I will have worked 15 of the 30 days in September. It's not hard work, unless one counts sitting on their backside for nearly eight hours a day laborious. It is more taxing on my patience and mental endurance than it is physically strenuous. My friend can not see and she is not strong in the physical sense. She does not converse easily and, although she doesn't like to be alone, the murmur of a crowd, and sometimes the television, sets her on edge. Like I have mentioned before, she prefers to be prone, and that is "prone to laying in bed" which leaves me sitting in a chair trying desperately to stay awake. I am not always totally successful and my butt muscles are beginning to ache.
I'm finding myself a little bit lost this week. The excitement of the month has died down, and the activities that kept me distracted from my own "dark woods" are gone. No details, just an earnest plea for prayer.
Praying for you, Marty. I love you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rachel. I love you too.
DeleteI've been in the dark woods. I hate it there! Today while I was driving home from work, Satan tried to pull me into the dark woods again. I then remembered that Sarah Young...who wrote Jesus Calling said that we should say the name of Jesus aloud when we feel despair or anxiety. I said, "Jesus, I need you!" I felt an immediate release from the pulling.
ReplyDeleteI have been pulled into those woods too many times to count. I have you on my prayer list.
Thank you, Priscilla. I will try that. Maybe I'll even dig out my copy of "Jesus Calling".
DeleteI just responded to the comment you left on my blog. Go look at it.
ReplyDeleteSending my prayers
ReplyDeleteThank you, Angie. They are appreciated.
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